About five minutes before my train for Boston comes in the morning a freight train slides through going west. And more than once I've thought about breaking free from the crowd standing on the platform, grabbing a rung on one of the ladders bolted to a boxcar, and not looking back.
Can you imagine the looks on the faces of my fellow commuters?
Sue said this morning that she's planning either three weeks in China or Europe this fall. Not sure where I fit in those plans, so I guess I better start thinking about hoisting my pack on my own again. I've done it before...it's nothing new.
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