There used to be a time..when you could awaken at 3am...and there was a surrealness...because it felt..you were the only one that literally existed.
You have a fear of looking out the window...because you are afraid there will be someone looking back at you..that you are not the only one awake...But you just HAD to know....
and so you summon your courage...to look out the window..just to see if there is life in this 3am town.
and you know that in 4 hours...it will be 7AM...and you will be back home....but you just have to know...if there is life here at 3AM....
So you gather the courage...and you try to peer through the condensation...
you swipe a small section clean...and then a bigger one...
and you are instantly startled at the face staring back at you....fear in its eyes...
and then you realize that face is you...
and that question is answered...that only you live...in this 3 AM town...
But alas there was hope....
Because in the distance you hear a lonly siren to comfort you.. you knew a conductor..somewhere.... was driving that train... and he was awake like you.
So you lie half in your dream state....If I could call to him...but just knowing.,.there was someone here with me in this town....was enought to comfort me.
you listen to the train slowly fading off into the distance...
the slow rumblings...remind you he is getting further and further away...
and how far is so far...that the train has left this 3AM town?
Even the nightbird has been silened...
and the silence is so very loud...
As you try once againto sleep...
and leave this 3AM town.