Casual Narrative

Fiction, musings and photography. Maybe even some paintings.

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Where did you come from, and where will you go to?

I’ve always felt a great romance in rail travel. The way the tracks reach into the distance then curve out of sight, they’re just tempting me to round the corner and witness something incredible.

Of course what you normally get is a broken train or a malfunctioning signal… Train travel is like life, promises much but is vastly frustrated by outside forces.

Steal beauty where you can, and enjoy the ride.