More and more lately I’ve been wanting to get away from things. I need to see some different sights. Not even new sights. Just different ones. I see the same stretch of Mass Avenue every day. I see the same few blocks every day.
The other day, during my North End excursion, I was just glad to see a new part of the city for the first time in a month or two.
At this point, I just want to take a commuter line to the end of the line and see what’s there. I mean, not just any commuter line, because the one time I took the train, we went to this really sketchy, backwoods town that reminded me of the worst parts of the South.
I just miss exploring and finding new things. I miss being surprised when I turn the corner. Right now, the most I can hope for is the Cloverfield monster doing some creative redecorating in the Back Bay to change things up a bit.
Maybe that’s what I’ll do next week.
Ride a train to the end of the line.
See what’s there.
Hopefully not hillbillies.