{"id":278,"date":"2025-08-10T14:36:11","date_gmt":"2025-08-10T14:36:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/?p=278"},"modified":"2025-08-10T15:30:25","modified_gmt":"2025-08-10T15:30:25","slug":"the-train-home","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/2025\/08\/10\/the-train-home\/","title":{"rendered":"The Train Home"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"p1\"><em>Written July 2024 <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"p2\">On the rainy train home and I\u2019ve crossed this way so many times before, that the lull and motion unravels thoughts before they form. I like journeys, I like window seats, I like moving between one home and another like a power-line taught between two posts. There I am strung. I know I am high-strung, I know I am wrought and stretched out but sometimes that is worth bearing if I can both know and be known\u2014 here and there, there and here.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"p2\">The phrase scorpion wind only sounds absurd if you haven\u2019t experienced July rain in a paper thin skirt, stalking down Kings Parade to the station. The wind indeed seems hostile, cutting my cheeks with lukewarm knives. I should blame myself for wearing the skirt, but I\u2019ve always been a sucker for immediately wearing the clothes that people gift me, no matter the weather. It feels like I\u2019m carrying them with me, disarming any terrain with familiarity\u2019s small comforts.&nbsp; Yet this cannot shield me\u2014 the scorpion wind stings me still.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"p2\">I feel like I often live in a cluster of moments, jumping from one to the next, never quite figuring how I end up where I do. Life moves past me over the surface of water whilst my head remains under, and then, once in a while, I my rear head up and break the surface. I stop incubating breath in my chest and take a great big inhale. It is as my life is trapped under my finger for just a moment of self-consciousness or self-acknowledgement, before the current of time snatches me away from myself once more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"p2\">Maybe I am speaking in fractures, but I do not know how to string these fleeting sensations together whilst I\u2019m atop moving wheels, on endless tracks, the bleary July landscape zipping past me. It occurs to me that I\u2019m constantly  on a train, as I watch my life pass in a stream of blurred fields and towns caught behind the rain-pebbled window. I stop at stations with quaint and equally ridiculous names only to take stock of who and where I am. My breath plumes on the window because no matter the season, the journey\u2019s always cold. I am not sure I\u2019ll ever know the next station, but like Cambridge and London, I\u2019m strung between my beginning and end. The train moves my body home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"p2\">I hope you\u2019ve enjoyed my words. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Zaynub &lt;3<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Written July 2024 On the rainy train home and I\u2019ve crossed this way so many [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":287,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":true,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_mi_skip_tracking":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-278","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/20230324_181729445_ios-3.jpg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/278"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=278"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/278\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":291,"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/278\/revisions\/291"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/287"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=278"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=278"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/enoughwords.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=278"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}