Jumping from the train was supposed to be a cancellation. Raise the body, prepare the knees to enter a different air block. He goes in search of a vacuum, and instead what does he find? The immediacy of an avalanche of new landscapes that demand attention that they did not ask when you went on the train looking at the window, without more. What are you doing here? Where are you going? A feeling that you observe things you did not know anything. Of being an intruder. That the life that surrounds you comes to conclusions about you from privileged angles that you cannot see.
by Alice Munro
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The act of jumping from the train symbolizes a desire to escape or cancel one’s previous journey. It requires not just physical movement, but also a mental shift as the person prepares to enter a new realm filled with unfamiliar experiences. Rather than finding a tranquil void, the individual is confronted with a rich tapestry of landscapes, each demanding attention and interaction while posing questions about one’s purpose and destination.

This new reality brings forth a sense of intrusion, where the observer feels disconnected from the environment. There’s a recognition that life continues around them, rendering judgments and forming conclusions that remain hidden. This feeling of being an outsider highlights how one navigates through experiences, grappling with the knowledge that there is so much beyond one’s understanding, viewed from angles that they cannot access.

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