Trains

I was always told that my life would go in whatever direction I wanted it to and that I held the keys to my future. I always thought that this was a funny statement because I figured that there was no way I could ever be all the things I wanted to be or do all the things I wanted to do. I have a wandering mind and my spirit is one of those rare free ones. I hate being in one place for too long and it starts to take its toll on me.

When I was younger (around five or six) I use to be fascinated with trains, train tracks and the open road. *Sigh* I went everywhere with my god parents. We went places in the RV. I saw several states-but still not them all, and I hope one day to explore the west as I have the east coast. The only places left to visit in the east coast are Vermont, New Hampshire, New York, New Jersey, Connecticut, Rhode Island, Maine, & Massachusetts. I've been all over this side of the US. I'm ready for the other side, the country side, the side that's not all cities and roads, and slums. I'm ready for nature at it's finest.

There's a thought that continues to this day to run through my head. One of those thoughts that you wouldn't expect a mother or wife who is happy to be where she is to have. The one of "One of these days, I'm gonna jump on that train that runs through town and never look back" which is a ridiculous notion, because the train probably doesn't go very far away from town. It probably just stops outside of the county. Then again, what if it doesn't? I'll never find out. But the daydream keeps me wondering.

I don't know what brought this up in my mind or why I felt compelled to write about it-perhaps because it's something that plagues my mind more than naught.

I was watching "Girls Next Door" which is a show about Hugh Hefner's girlfriends and the life they all live in the Mansion and they went to a Renaissance Faire, I would LOVE to go to a Renaissance Faire dressed in Garb and speak Elizabethan just for a day. Or I would love to stay the night and enjoy the other festivities. That would be an excellent adventure to embark upon with someone who's genuinally interested in it. (I hope I phrased that right). We could drink ale and dress in garb, I think it'd be fun. And I learned a Shakespearean insult. "Sausage Wallet" which means "Whore" that's something good to know next time one of those girls gives me an evil stare...I'll just say that and she'll think I'm crazy, but I'll smile with glee because I am smarter than her. I of course learnt several other insults and words, but I digress. It's not important right now.

"Elizabeth: The Golden Age" is coming out soon, idk, it might be out already. I want to go see that so bad. I'm so intrested in the Elizabethan era, Medieval era, and the Renaissance. It's a beautiful time for music and art in the world. Chilvary was measured by swords and not long distance combat. But that's another story I don't want to get into at the moment. I love people who can move with swords, and have the correct usage of them. (Shane knows how to battle with swords, he's trained in the martial arts, which is why I find him so irresistable I believe...so chilvarious if these days were like that).

I love renaissance gowns too. I never got to wear one to Prom but it would have been fun.
Something like this would've sufficed.