Do you ever have days when you’re sick of the very thing you used to love? And not just in a “too much of a good thing” sort of way, but in a bone-weary, “I’m going to scream if I don’t get out of here” way?
I think the only recourse in these situations is to hop on a train. Lucky for me, I actually live in a place where I can do that now.
So I’m going to do it. No reason why not. And plenty of reasons why staying here is going to melt my mind into useless mush.
I’m sorry this post is a little more personal than usual. But don’t worry—once I get where I’m going, I should have all-new material to share about trails I’ve yet to discover.
See you on the path!

Where Trains Collide
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