train of thought

i don't know why i'm so fascinated with trains. freight trains, at least. not so much commuter trains. i mean, commuter trains will get you where you wanna go, but if i'm going to get stopped by a train i'd prefer it be a long line of box cars covered with graffiti. i think they feel small townsy and simple. and at the same time they've got a certain mystic. you don't really know where they're going, or where they came from, or what they're hauling. but they just keep chuggin' along.