The Train… Journeying

The Train…. Journeying
Meditation music in my ears. Sends me sleepy.
The appetizing smell of Cheesy Doritios. My nose adores, my present stomach virus sends me nausea. It’s like I’m in two halves. Above and below myself.
Anything for a lung of fresh breeze. We forgot the ham cobs and green olives. Too busy saying goodbye to the cats. Plus new kittens yet to be born. Neighborly good spirit and kindness is appreciated. The lovely hand knitted draught excluder. My Mum managed to make in a week to keep out the cold in our hallway. Bless her.
My Pumpkin Hot Chocolate is something special to be adored. National Geographic is my companion. I entered the competition to India way before we departed. Trains I can read on. Boats and sea sickness never affect me. Plane take offs make me anxious. Cars.. Well cars and buses. If I even read my phone while traveling in them . Nausea and headache instantly. Motorbike and cycling exploration is adventure.
I close my eyes and see blue pastures. Slowly rocking in my lullaby seat. It’s Christmas Holidays. The passengers relaxed, Happy, heading to their destinations. Coach C is decorated the colour of the sea. Where I’m heading.
Listening to the bloke trying to claim the ‘unreserved’ table 4 seats as his own “reserved” for friends. Who happen to be invisible. Making himself look stupid to the other passenger who has rightfully claimed and encroached in this free “space”. Saying he will move when the “friends” appear.. Chortle. Now he takes his shoes off and rests his socks on the seat opposite to gain more territory.
In the pitch black night sky, that this time in 6 months will be brilliant sunshine, marshmallow Clouds and bumble bee blue skies. That smell of summer. Missed in the dark, damp winter time. Tomorrow I will smell the sea air. The healing energies will clear my troubled mind. My guilty mind. For again, I suffer caught illness. My body just won’t allow activity beyond a shuffle. My mind can’t handle tv. Even though we both laughed oh so loudly at the “Food Poisoning” Scene in ‘Bridesmaids’ last night. A lifetime top 10 Rofl for me. Yule, Solstice. 22/12/12. No ending to the World. A new Dawn.

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