August 8, 2012 by Anya Elise

travel by train || Union Station, Denver

There’s a feeling in my bones of rattling along a train track toward a large city. Chicago, maybe. Or perhaps in the opposite direction toward San Francisco. The sway of the train car compartment, the streaks of countryside blurring by, the announcement of the whistle as we pass by little towns, these vivid imaginings stick […]