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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...



Tuesday, 29 July 2014

Emptying...

To The Lady on the Train,

 I have sprung a leak somewhere for try as hard as I try to hold on, drop by drop, you are ebbing away from me. The space that is left behind, the places in my heart, and the memories that are slipping away like a train pulling away from the station cannot be filled back up. I am like a balloon that is slowly becoming deflated. I walk around with a huge hole in the middle of everything. Time blunts feelings and fades memories and trying to hold on is like swimming with all of your clothes on. And the feeling sucks.

 The Man in the Station
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