Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Fingers freezing off. Lying on tracks as a nameless train approaches with no idea who or where or what. It is actually a pleasant feeling when you're not tied down to the tracks by some Western villain who most likely has a friendly mustache. But don't pay attention to his facial hair because V is for vendetta. How a 'choo choo' can bring great anticipation and we find ourselves so lucky. Rain hitting my face makes me squint--and oh I needed{so}an{we}adventure{found}tonight{one}. Bon voyage.

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