There is something magical about trains and train stations. The constant activity of arrivals and departures, suitcases and travelers.
Airports are the same in that respect, but train stations are just a little more, well, romantic. Few trains still run on steam, but I can't help but picture a big billowing cloud of it coming towards me every time I think of one. So many great stories use trains to tell their stories. Butch Cassidy and Sundance used to rob them, the little engine that could was one, and most recently they delivered young witches and wizards to school. Trains were the lines that connected the dots of of our world and kept us moving forward.
Not dissimilar to another form of connect the dots... constellations. Way in the distance, out into the far reaches of our galaxy we have been playing a great game of connect the dots. We have found lions, crabs, people, bears, and even a flying horse. All in an effort to make connections, to tell stories...
... much like trains brought people and goods together, making connections and creating new stories told and retold through the generations.
So I find it more than fitting that when I take a look up at the ceiling of my favorite train station, I see stars. Trains may have changed since the glory days of the first transcontinental railroad, but one thing has not, the stars of Grand Central Station still welcome them home.
~Jordan
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