She pulled her train into the station sitting for a moment before making her way out of the car. She noticed a bench in the distance and went to sit for a while. Just a moment to breathe and be still. Breathe and be still. She leaned into the seat, letting her eyes close as she pulled the air in through her nose and let it slowly escape again. She was so tired. Her eyelids lifted with effort and she forced her gaze upon her train, considering each car. There were so many now. Some beautiful, fast, light, filled with treasures she had gathered on her way. She gazed at these lovingly and they reflected her beauty in kind. Others were unpleasant and battered. Littered with things that should have been discarded long ago. She looked at these and her image returned ugly, distorted, unrecognizable. She reflected on how these cars with their heaviness had made their way to her track and why she’d allowed them to stay. She laid her head back and rested, weary with all of her thinking. So tired. The sun had set and was already given rise to a new day. How much time had passed? How much time had passed? She needed to go. As she approached the track, the sun settled into its perch and reflected brightly off one of the train cars and wrapped it’s warmth around her. She stood perfectly still, dazed by this radiance and allowed the light to shower down upon her. She stretched her arms wide, titled her chin up and stood there soaking in until she was overflowing and she knew its purpose. It’s time. She slowly walked down the track and stood before each of the worn down old train cars peering into the windows at the passengers there. She pressed her face and hands to the glass and allowed the light that filled her to flow into these that needed it more until there was nothing left. Slowly, one by one, she released the cars and when she was done she turned away without looking back. She climbed onto her train ready to continue her journey. Free and light. Free and light.