Blue Line Cogitations

11/03/2003

I sat in the very front of the train because I’ve always wanted a full-front view of where we were going as we were getting there. The track laid out ahead of us.

I realized that if there were a derailment or a collision I would be the first to die, but it was the price to pay for the childish thrill of sitting up front Continue reading “Blue Line Cogitations”