Wednesday, October 29    

Leaving on a midnight train
I haven't been on a train since college -- I took a midnight train to Georgia, but it left Boston at 9 am. (No, really, I went to Georgia. That's one long-ass train ride, people.) Coming back tonight, it reminded me of my last train ride, rushing back from a week-long stay in the South because of my grandfather's death. I cried most of that night, sad to be leaving Georgia, Alabama, and the person I loved behind me, sad to be heading to Ohio and a funeral. I was glad to be coming home tonight -- the conference was exciting and interesting and all manner of other good things, but I missed Boston and my bed and my life. I've come back to find things in a bit of a mess, and I am wishing to be gone again.

  posted @ 5:19 PM |