I like trains. I like their rhythm, and I like the freedom of being suspended between two places, all anxieties of purpose taken care of: for this moment I know where I am going. Without a doubt a path has been laid before me, and it is just a matter of time until I arrive, and God knows I've been travelling for quite some time. And as I gaze at world passing me by, I remind myself that the sea may catch fire, the planets may collide in space, the sun may quench off its heat, but what we understand is that our peace is like a river in our souls; it's surface may wave about in turbulence, but it's bottom is cool and gently calm.
