This is how the sky looked (briefly) on the train back home. No matter how low you are you should take notice of the portrait painted by the sky. It can exceed your imagination. But at the very least it should take precedence over what's on your phone or (in those rare cases) your book. But maybe that's asking too much. Our senses get blunted and pounded into submission all day until they are so dull they couldn't cut through warm butter. What is our future? I hope it isn't a train filled with downcast eyes as Nature proceeds invisble.