On the train

Why is it that every time on a train, my imagination goes blank?



Im on the train anyway. Listening to the Weepies, sort of country indie if you can imagine such a oxymoron concept.

I see snow outside the window, a bit scary since I did not bring good shoes for it. I brought my new puma sneakers.

Oh well. 2 hours left of my 4 hour trip.

I miss Sara. :(

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