I’ve done a lot of thinking and quite a bit of talking about the urge to move. I’ve come to two conclusions. The first being that it is going to happen. I’m still not sure of where I’m going but I know now of the means in which I will use to reach my destination.
I’ve always wanted to take a long train ride. I seem to remember something from my childhood that has to do with a train ride but it is unclear. That might have something to do with the years of hallucinogenic abuse I subjected my brain to. But, at any rate, I want to see the countryside by train. I hadn’t really thought about making this trip by train until very recently. It’s almost like a sign I would have to be blind not to see. Coincidences are building up… I’ve got the wander lust going on… my job has had me in 4 states in the past 5 days… the job I just finished in Cumberland was at a rail yard for CSX… the job I’m going to in D.C. is for Amtrak. Coincidence? Maybe… I know this, wherever the destination, I’ll be arriving by train.
