Daniel Brown Monologue

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My eyes were heavy, but I couldn’t sleep. Not because of the chug-chug of the night train, though. The thing that was keeping me up was the old man sitting across from me. He was staring out the window with a sombre expression that seemed to prohibit me from trying to speak. We both sat there, the silence turning seconds into hours, minutes into days. “So what brings you onto the night train?” “Business trip!” I practically yelled, startled. The sound of a human voice sounded all too unfamiliar to me. I regained my composure. “And you?” He grinned. “This may be hard to believe, but I’m getting on in my years. My doctor said this old body ain't got much longer on this earth. I figured I should visit my grandkids before I pass away.” Despite the sad topic of the conversation, I found there was a smile tugging at my lips. The man had a way of talking that could make anyone feel happy, no matter the situation. “So what’s your name?” I asked. “Daniel Brown. Nice to meet’cha.” He said. “What about you?” …show more content…

When the topic switched to family, Daniel launched into a story about his life. While it was an interesting story, I couldn’t stop my mind from wandering. It was just before sunrise, and the fading image of the stars in the growing light, along with the comforting noises of the train engine, all combined with my lack of sleep, seemed to pull me away. I thought about the train, and the many trips it must have gone on. It may have climbed mountains, shot past plains, dipped into valleys, all while carrying scores of passengers, each with their own lives and stories to tell. It was a humbling feeling to think about the endless succession of travelers that came ahead of me, but at the same time, it made me feel like I was part of some bigger thing. One huge experience, one long journey to countless places, and I was part of it all. I was a chapter in the long story this train had to

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