A girl and a train.

I woke up with a full-feature film.

Here is the plot:

A girl jumps on a train. She looks like a doll, an angel. With a lovely puff dress, and flowers all around her hat. A seagrass basket. She bounces and dances a lot. It’s her first time on a train, she is not quite used to the movement but she is clearly excited.

A man was brought to the train at an early age. He grew up on the train, works on the train, and lives on the train. He moves in a way with extreme intention and grace and resembles the breath of the train.

The girl meets the man. She is fascinated by the man and how he moves on the train.

During the day, they will find small breaks to wander the train together, he would walk her in the rhythm of the train. She notices the move stops when the train stops, and the move resumes when the train moves. His movement is in complete synchronicity with the train. She falls in love with him.

When the night falls, they would sit next to the window and watch the train uninterruptedly shoot into the dark night with thousands of bright stars. They talk about stars, a lot, like they are their babies.

She says, I am going to marry this man. He is the one. I want him to get off the train with me, and see the world. I will convince him.

The man says, I can’t. I have things to do on this train. She says, well, let me help you, so you can get off the train with me.

She starts to follow him into the dirty and strenuous work of the train. She takes her dress off and puts on work pants. She looks like a dust ball in a few days.

She starts to complain about the man, complain about the train, and yell at him. Sometimes, kick him.

The man never seems to get excited about getting off the train. As days pass by, she gets less and less patience and loses her mind, eventually becoming suicidal.

When she is preparing to kill herself, a group hop on the train. It is the group searching for her. They want her life.

The group starts mass shooting people to death. When they find her and are about to shoot her, she opens her arm to welcome the death. The next second, he jumps in front of her and shoots the entire group to death.

She is shocked and can’t move. He still moves like the train.

For the next three days, they spend every moment together, physically and emotionally. She clings to his body like a sea animal, he gently hugs her back. The hug will stop when the train stops, and the hug will resume when the train moves. They have sex every night, loaded with passion. When she falls asleep, he carries her around on his back with her jaw clipped onto his shoulder like a sea animal. They don’t talk much. They are so afraid to lose each other.

Three days later, he wakes up and says, please stay on this train with me.

She says, I can’t. There is a world out there waiting for me.

She gets off the train, and they never see each other again.