It was a beautiful morning with the sun rising, a mystical looking sun, and http://coxfongo.blogspot.com/ took the words right out of my mouth "the risings suns pale yellow highlighted the reflective, shiny bits of the scattered debris". Anxious people were scurrying the sidewalks going about their morning business just as I was trying to get on the train to Bear Mountain. I swiped my ticket and boarded the train as fast as I could. I wasnt about to miss the departure for my long lost destination. My destination that I have been dreaming about for months. I walked to the back of the train (might I add I have this wierd fetish with sitting in the back of buses,cars,trains, etc.) I can remember plopping down next to this old, foul smelling man. He was wearing ripped dark cut off jeans with an old coffee stained tshirt. I remember his smell like it was yesterday, it was like he had just crawled out of a garbage can that he had been sleeping in the night before. It was the least bit appetizing. On that note, I remember I didnt even eat lunch that day. The one hour train ride seemed like it was taking several hours. I put in my pink sparkly earplugs and pulled out the novel Heart Of Darkness. I had to catch up on my reading for class on Monday, I was way behind like usual, and the worst part is WE HAD A QUIZ. After a few minutes of reading I closed my tired eyes to try and take a cat napI jumped! The sound a loud obnoxious horn woke me. You know like when you fall asleep somewhere unfamiliar ... its kind of like a twitch...thats what happened. I was here! We had finally arrived. My emotions were rising, they were beautiful emotions. I could wait to see Clayton, I have missed him so much...
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