Friday, March 30

There are plenty of arguments you can make for long distance train transit, but I think maybe the most compelling I know of is the sensation of drinking beer at your own table in the bar car, with power for your laptop, while you roll along through the night at interstate speeds, totally unconcerned with directing anything.

The 10 or 12 year old playing UNO with his dad a table over is quietly singing the lyrics to Culture Club’s “Chameleon”.

It’s Good Friday, for another half hour at least. Like every year I’m not in church on this night, I think of the Tenebrae service all the same.

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