There’s no depot here, if you’re looking for it.
It didn’t burn down or go out of business. It just wasn’t ever built.
Trains pass through, but they won’t stop. 

Hi.
This is where I’m from. It’s in the middle of nothing yet.
Maybe something is coming soon.
If you need a taxi to the next town over where the trains stop, you’ll have to keep walking. Or maybe you should run. 

There have been days when I do that. 

I want to tell you something that is sad today. But I’m going to stand where the depot is missing. 

I have become a conductor of a train that never stops.