so. as you all may have anticipated, this next post was supposed to have something to do with dora nightgowns... it is not. for, melissa cripe has not given me these valuable photographs for me to blog with. and that post requires these photographs, or tis just pointless. so as a substitute, i shall share with you my new found love.

so, let me tell you a little story.

i was in good ol' san diego this weekend with my parentals. we were visiting my cousins, and my parents decided they were going to go home a day early. i said "NAY!" so i just decided i could go home on the train, which i had never done all by my lonesome before. i thought, hey this is going to be an adventure.

the time came for my train extravaganza. i was equipped with my book, my ipod, my cell phone, and my ticket. i was as ready as freddy could be. i boarded the train, looking for a prime seat. i received one; i was on the side of the train closest to the ocean, and all i needed was a hunkman to spice things up. this did not happen, but i did have a run in with a cooper smith lookalike. i wanted to talk to him really bad, but he was occupied in his iPod and drumming his fingers and bobbing his head. i did not want to cause a disturbance, so i didnt.

i think train rides are different for everybody

some people may hate them

some people love them

so the reason i personally love trains...

sitting there all by yourself

getting lost in your music of choice

staring out at the beautiful world that God has created for us

watching the people around you

thinking about things you dont normally think about

thinking about the things you always think about

try it sometime