"...drifting in and out..."

I actually have to be grateful to the local/state tax agency for the opportunity I had to step outside of my normal routine/route/rounds for a view of this particular tourist trap, which poppi lovingly calls "the flying train".

Which oddly enough led to a struggle to express a sentiment where expectations are jarred by impending reality type moments or situations.

Anyhow, for a while, at least, it's best to *just* enjoy the view.

In the mean time: something to look forward to.


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