Monday, December 24, 2007

Singing of the rails

Speaking of singing, the rain making singing sounds, the other day I was standing on the train platform and a freight was passing through, and I was listening, and the cliche is that the sound of the wheels on the rails is like singing. No, it isn't.

Listen: it's the same sound of a knife on a sharpening stone. And to me, that's a much better metaphor. Enough of this optimistic BS. Traveling is also cutting the ties. Cutting free the ropes and being set free.

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