To The Lady on the Train,
I don't know where you are...
I know that you have much on your mind and that there is much to take up your time and energy. I know that these things create a distance greater than any stretch of highway or flight of stairs that might be between us. I know that the distance it takes to push a send button on a text is far greater than the twitch of a thumb. Maybe you need this distance, and I can understand and respect it - I don't even need you to respond to this message. I want you to know where I am though. Whenever you want or need, for whatever you want or need - I am here - and will remain here.
Always...
The Man in the Station
Published and unpublished Shout Outs to The Lady on the Train from The Man in the Station.
About this blog
In Toronto, there is a nightly news magazine called T.O. Night aimed at the commuter crowd. One of the
features that it contains is a section called Shout Out where readers can send a short message, rant, note...
to someone, or to anyone...
I started sending Shout Outs to the woman that I am in love with. Not all of them are published in
T.O. Night - and once the magazine is tossed, so too is the shout out...
Here are most of the shout outs that I have submitted - and some of my other writings to
The Lady on the Train...
features that it contains is a section called Shout Out where readers can send a short message, rant, note...
to someone, or to anyone...
I started sending Shout Outs to the woman that I am in love with. Not all of them are published in
T.O. Night - and once the magazine is tossed, so too is the shout out...
Here are most of the shout outs that I have submitted - and some of my other writings to
The Lady on the Train...

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