When I was a kid, my dream job was to drive a train. And not like a subway* or some short regional passenger route or anything like that. I wanted to drive something more long haul, specifically a coal train**. Firefighter? Policeman? Some sort of athlete? Nah fuck that. Driving a train was the job for me. Traveling by rail through the mountains, or forest, or desert, or wherever, sounded amazing to my young mind. It still does, actually, although the job has lost its appeal. The reality of the irregular work schedule has put me off.Now that I think about it, maybe I should look into becoming a hobo instead. It’s basically the same thing with the added benefit of never being far from home.

*not to be confused with Subway***

**not to be confused with Coltrane***

***although traveling cross country with either, or both, of those does sound interesting…