March 9, 2010
68/365 Long, Narrow Line...
There is just something about railroad tracks and trains that takes me back to my childhood. I take comfort in knowing they will always be there, going somewhere. I lived by train tracks when I was a kid and some ran across the street from where my grandparents lived.
It seems to be a source of power and strength somehow for me when I feel powerless and out of control. I also like the repetition and the strong lines.
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