This is a post I wrote four years ago that I did not publish. I like it and wanted to share.
Amtrak Train #11, south of Salinas, CA 13-APR-2022 – Once the itch starts it doesn’t leave. Time to leave for Homer is getting closer, the days between now and then are planned and full.
Jennifer and I are in motion, and feel like we will stay in motion until we leave Homer heading west. Yet, somehow, once we’re aboard we don’t feel like we’re in motion anymore. I would say we’re home, Jennifer would say we’re onboard. We’d both say we’re alone, and it’s quiet in both the literal sense and the more abstract.
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