I heard a train horn before I got up this morning. There is something about that sound that instantly transports me to my hometown (Minot, ND). From my bed, I can hear it echoing in the distance in just the same way that I used to hear it from my bed in my parents' house.
With my eyes closed, I can travel through time.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
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