"What's my name? What's my station? Oh, just tell me what I should do."

[greygirlbeast]

There were storms yesterday afternoon and into the night. Before sleep, I lay and listened to thunder rolling across the valley. Thunder and the whistles of trains passing through Leeds, two profoundly comforting sounds in the darkness, and the rain against the windows. Trying to focus on anything but grief and misgiving and regret, and the rain

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I remember that dinosaur exhibit. Saw it in Nashville. I was not quite seven. They had a machine that would vacu-form a dinosaur for you for, IIRC, a quarter. I got an ankylosaurus, about six inches long. I thought the club on the end of the tail was cool. Had that thing for years. Wish I still did. Wish I still had lots of things I had back then. Oh, well.

Travel safely, whenever.

[setsuled]

John Ford's The Quiet Man (1952), which has become a comfort film of late.

Good choice. Have you heard Bing Crosby's version of "The Lake Isle of Innisfree"? When I can't watch the movie the soundtrack is also one of my comfort soundtracks.

[esanko]

Trains and Thunder...