Views from the Train Window
Riding the train home from Washington DC, we passed through many small towns.
Many of the buildings seemed forgotten, abandoned.
But some showed signs of life.
There were quiet little houses, each holding its own little story that I will never know. And they will never know mine.
It is interesting to pass through towns you might not otherwise ever see, towns that have long been forgotten. I always wonder what life is like in different places.