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All is well in the world. Lots of working, but I enjoy it. My love has come up to Alaska and he likes it, too. He's working on the train, too. We wander around exploring together. I took him to eat pho the other day, his first time (!). It was amazing to see his face light up as he got his first good smell, then taste. Nights we go to the bar down the street to drink over priced Pabst, eat free hot dogs (amazing free hot dogs at that) and socialize with other train folk. The last couple of nights the sun has been a blazing deep orange. I don't know if its because of the smoke from the forest fires or what, but its amazing. You can actually look AT the sun. Yesterday I burned the shit outta my hand at work, three fingers worth of blisters. I'm entranced by one blister in particular, on my pinky finger. Its the largest and I am mesmerized by the fact that it hasn't popped yet. I keep looking at it to check its status. You can still see the where the creases of my skin were, and its got a couple hairs on the side somehow.
I miss things and people from back home, but at the moment, there's no place I'd rather be.
I miss things and people from back home, but at the moment, there's no place I'd rather be.