Oh how I love Amtrak….I have never been derailed; but I have been stopped on them for a while in my younger years. I would love to take my little girl on a cross country train trip. I can imagine the days of old when that was how you would travel. I would also like to have an old car to make into a retreat.
Standing….alone….on the street corner….in the rain at night. First it is a cool shocking sensation, and then I don’t feeling like standing anymore. I feel like dancing. Right down the middle of the street. Like in the ending to the movie MIchael