The train ticket

I found an old train ticket inside a book today. The date was from five years ago and I immediately remembered the journey the noisy platform paper cup of tea a stranger sleeping against the window and my ridiculous excitement about going somewhere alone.

What surprised me was the destination.

I don't remember every going there.

I checked the ticket again. Same name same date, same station.

Maybe I went and simply forgot. Maybe it belonged to someone else. Eithervway I spent evening wondering about the person who held this ticket and what happened after they boarded than train.