for the caffinated


i am in italy (let me be in italy okay)
i
love
trains.
everything about them. mostly i love looking out the window and watching the world pass. and pretending, sometimes, that i'm in a jack kerouac novel or an indie film, & there's a constant soundtrack narrating my life. 
i think most of all though, i love the romance of it. the way you're caught up between spaces, in some sort of limbo. and time stops for a while and it's just you and your thoughts and the people sitting quietly next to you with their own lives, and thoughts, and destinations. and i understand how poems get written and movies get made. 

all the while heading to grand central from port chester and passing through new rochelle.


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