night lights, train stopped 

"It is all a dream - a grotesque and foolish dream.
Nothing exists but you. And you are a thought -
a vagrant thought, a useless thought,
a homeless thought,
wandering forlorn among the empty eternities."

- Mark Twain: The Mysterious Stranger -

(just stumbled across this in the Nihil Group, where it was quoted by Azephalia).

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Looking out of a train window under 'fluorescent' light.
Digital compact, manual override for the focus.

Why do these things always want to focus on something? ;-)