Que Sera Sara?

I like the rumble and tumble noise of a distant one.

I like the promise of adventure out the oversized windows.

I like the overnight ones and long distance ones best. Like you’re really going somewhere.

I love hurtling from A to distant B so fast, and while reading with tea.

I love we’re all going together, a sort of communalist camaraderie, smiling in passing at the kids in the aisle and the little old woman with sandwiches in wax paper.