Travelling backwards, the early evening sun, heavy with long shadows, is on my left.

time 20:04

paint_monkey
i'm sitting in a railway station, gotta ticket for my destination. about 2 hours ago

paint_monkey
the linenesque cargo pants i bought for 3GBP are too new and feel wrong. about 1 hour ago

weaseljem @paint_monkey
have a really good trip x x
about 1 hour ago

vapour_trail
Preparing VapourTrail Towers for the PaintMonkey's arrival.
31 minutes ago

paint_monkey
the small commuter transport has successfully * with the larger, faster transport. i've a window/table seat. T minus 2min til liftoff.
9 minutes ago

paint_monkey
* previous microblog missing the past tense of the borrowed french word rendezvous. rendezvoused? no. rendezvu'd? no. anyway met connection.
7 minutes ago

paint_monkey
iPod drowning out sounds of various languages and states of children's mania. i'm travelling alone on a train! i forgot how much i love this
less than 5 seconds ago

[addendum]

I've never been a train spotter, the numbers and names aren't something that keeps me awake at night. I do love trains though, or in the very least I love a good train journey, especially alone. With no responsibilities or obligations to another, I can lose myself in my sketchbook, passively observing the other passengers, or a good book (i'm reading Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy again) or, like now, just satisfy my inane desire to write and, thanks to the miracles of modern technology, publish the nonsense that comes to my mind whilst listening to Josh Ritter on the iPod nano that WJ (the squeeze formally known as tankGirl) has lent me.
It's not that I dislike or pro-actively avoid travelling companions, I don't and enjoy those moments too, it's just that over the years i've come to prefer travelling alone, if given the opportunity to go anywhere at all. Its sends a breeze through my soul and centres me.