Railroad Tracks
I'm all settled in, and getting ready to rest for my first day. Or, as James called it, "show and tell" (I have a feeling he may be right for once). As in the past I am paranoid that unwanted eyes are reading this thing, so I'll leave my details to a minimum.
I can hear on of the rail lines as I sit in bed every now and again. It's not loud or annoying, I actually kind of like it. Then again I've always liked the sound of traffic as I fall asleep. I'm not completely sure why, but I'll go ahead and make the guess that it has something to do with comfort. A comfort in knowing that world is still turning, lives are still being lived, others are still awake, and you're not alone in this world as you fall asleep.
I can hear on of the rail lines as I sit in bed every now and again. It's not loud or annoying, I actually kind of like it. Then again I've always liked the sound of traffic as I fall asleep. I'm not completely sure why, but I'll go ahead and make the guess that it has something to do with comfort. A comfort in knowing that world is still turning, lives are still being lived, others are still awake, and you're not alone in this world as you fall asleep.