Inbetwixt and half asleep

There’s definitely something magical about laying in the dark as the train gently rocks side to side. The far craggy hills are only visible due to the faint glow of civilization that lie beyond. The stars have no competition but a tiny sliver of moon. Then the sound of a whistle marks the passing of another train that blocks the night from view.

One thought on “Inbetwixt and half asleep

  1. Was just catching up on your posts – I love the imagery! I also love that I get to experience the world of ‘coasters through your bravery. Go, Ellen, go!

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