The train. I see it coming it blows the horn to let people m=know that the time their time has come.
It is the time to move to place we have always heard of.
Where the birds always sing a tune, the grass is always green and no one is ever has to cry over the pain of love because everyone is loved.
As the train approaches the station I drop my bags where I'm going I won't need them.
It stops in front of me the man welcomes me in after I hand him my ticket I slowly walk to a seat.
I take a deep breath and get ready to go to the greatest adventure of my life….death