I love going to the park to read. I wander around in the woods and sit under a nice tree and read all alone.
Know what else I love? Sitting on the train tracks drinking and reading. I know, I know it sounds like a Darwin award waiting to happen, but trains are very loud and rumbly. I can feel, hear, and see the train coming, in that order, at least a mile away. Though I cannot see or taste it, I think 3 out of 5 ain't bad.
Since it gets dark by the time i get home now, I get out my headlamp to see my book.
Please don't tell anyone.
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That is awesome, and it makes me miss the times when we would walk to the train tracks and just like... hang out there. for no reason.Â