train song

travel is inspiration with a price. though i am presently loathing this form of transportation, there is something about the late afternoon sun warming the dusty, fabric seats of the quiet, napping rail car as you glide along the tracks to boston (though when gliding become more of jolting the romanticism rapidly fades).

i am becoming increasingly suspicious of my future. I feel I am doomed to travel alone on smelly trains, reading novels with pretty covers forever.