Saturday, August 15, 2015

The train is going now. Every time I hear the train, every time I am driving and stop for a train I think of my son, Clayton who was infatuated with trains.

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Alone

I am alone in the woods. I belong solitary like the Neil Diamond song. Alone together. that is what this marriage on paper is.