I just finished a long day at the salon. Now I will go for a 3 mile run along the water. The train always passes and reminds me of my childhood. Sometimes it reminds me of my not to distant past. I always think.. when I hear the ricketing of the tracks, how that sound carries so far away. The train can be three miles away, yet you can hear the rythm of the wheels rotating. Or the toot of the whisle. Regardless, it reminds me of the days when I was small trying to fall asleep. Worried about unseen monsters in the closet or unseen ghost. Somehow the sound of the tracks were soothing. They still are today. My run along the beach will be refreshing. I will enjoy my dinner tonight.
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