Purple flowers on a train

On Thursday morning, DP and I took the train into Tokyo for the first time since we moved to Japan two months ago. On the trip home, a woman with two plastic bags of purple flowers sat beside me and, shortly thereafter, fell asleep. The bags of flowers that she was holding in her lap slipped closer and closer towards me and I spent a few perfect minutes in a pocket of warm sunshine and purple-flower-fragrance.

I love the trains in Japan.

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