This train is moving. And no one told us. It army crawls right now, one piston at a time, one sharp exhale after another. But it’s going to pick up fast. And you’re on one line and I’m on the other. Right now I can still see you waving from the window. But I know it’s inevitable – I’ll lose sight of you, here and there, as the minutes and the mountains and the miles pass between us.
Just remember that I’ll be thinking about you in the middle.
Christine Mandich captured the shot above.