I found these abandoned trolly cars, on their track to nowhere, last week. I sat with them a long while. I’ve always been fascinated with trains. Not the mechanics but the feeling I get when I ride them.
I am unable to read or sleep while riding in buses, planes, and automobiles. But I feel at peace on the train. I can always write. Always read. Always drift off to sleep.
I think it is the hum. The moving forward.
I always thought, I’m going to fall in love on a train.
It didn’t quite happen that way. But it’s a nice thought.
Do you like trains?