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Hello, World! I’m writing to you from a train car today. I finally got my Hogwarts letter! (Okay, but really I’m on my way to an Early Literacy conference in Chicago—but let’s not burst my bubble.)
My trip started off with my alarm not going off when planned (I set it for Tuesday, not Wednesday—Woo hoo! Off to a great start!). So we rushed around a bit to get ready in time (thankfully I gave myself plenty of prep time this morning in case something like this should happen—you know. Mommy life. Se la vi.) Then, when we got to the train station, we sat in the car, not wanting to be too early. We got out around 10 minutes til and the gentleman sitting behind the desk asked which train I was taking. Once I figured out which train I was taking he said, “You need to go now. They already did a last call for boarding.”
So there’s me, running like an idiot down the ramp and across the road (not the railroad tracks, thankfully. I probably would have tripped and died). Racing the train zooming through the station. That train wasn’t mine; it wasn’t even stopping. And as my luck would have it, there were three people already waiting in the terminal. Luckily, I didn’t trip. One point to Larkynn.
If you’ve never ridden a train before, like me, here’s a protip: You get to choose your own seat. I probably should have chosen one further away from other people, but I was nervous, and the first person on at our stop. I hope I’m not bugging the person behind me too much. (My train departed at 6:30 am and a lot of the passengers on the train were already asleep or have since gone to sleep.)
My goal had been to work on catching up on all my writer’s group reading. Between work, school and Baby, I’m more than a little behind (sorry guys!). But I’m too impatient to wait for my mobile hotspot to download the chapters. I’ll just have to get caught up this evening.
I could spend this time listening to the downloadable audiobooks I have checked out through Libby. I’m kind of nervous to run my phone battery down, even though there’s an outlet in my seat. And to be honest, I kind of just want to take this quiet time to write.
Riding on a train has been a dream of mine since I read the first Harry Potter novel. There’s no Trolley Lady on my train, and certainly no Golden Trio—but I’m enjoying myself all the same. I feel like a big shot writer—its that same feeling I get when I sit down in a coffee house just to write. I feel empowered but also at a loss for where to start.
Here’s to a grand adventure! Hope you guys have a great week, too! If I encounter any interesting stories along my way, I’ll be sure to share them with you.
--Larkynn
