There was something I saw this weekend that made my heart sing.
I returned from a day-trip and got off the train at around 10 p.m. in order to grab my bike and cycle home. Despite the late hour, quite some people were waiting on the platform as many trains were running late and as there are generally many people on platforms in the summer.
A boy and a girl, rather hippie-looking, with dreadlocks and colourful attire, sat on the floor, a blanket separating their trousers from the concrete. Two pairs of open shoes were neatly aligned on one side of the blanket. They sat about half a meter apart, both with straight backs and crossed legs, one holding a book in her hand, the other looking down to the book laid out in front of him.
For whatever reason I noticed there were both hardbacks.
Not minding the world, they were reading.
Think! 