i like this:
to blog is to write the ordinary unordinary.
Being in traffic, is like being in a meeting. You are stuck. You’d rather be
We’ve pulled alonside a GO train. Double decker. With the entire side of one car covered in a Clinique ad. Painted on there. Little thought or art direction. Still better than the green and white. Me? I’d paint them a banana yellow.
We’re through The Green Belt now. Farms between two towns. Hay.
A beer and a bag of cashews while loading and unloading passengers at
Then it’s through the Darlingtin Nuclear plant. Thing is the grounds
around the facility are beautiful.
I think I’ve decided that this is where we enter yet another country.
Farms, radio towers, power lines.
I’ve decided that when I get home I am going to weed the garden. The train is flying
over the countryside now. I’ve decided I want to live in Europe.
Most of my ideas are romantic.