Train train train train CLAUSTROPHOBIA train train train…
Okay, so mi madre y yo are goin to New York City for a few days, because we’re awesome like that, and it’s so flippin’ exciting, because I’ve wanted to go to NYC since I was, like, 6, and I first read the Princess Diaries series *heehee* 
So yeah, this morning I woke up at 6 o’clock (AM) and almost died of exhaustion, because I didn’t finish packing until 10:30 and didn’t get to sleep until 11, so I got 7 hours of sleep (ugh). Then I nearly had a panic attack (yippee!) because I forgot to pack my toothbrush and crap until the very last minute. Then my mom and I left to go to the train station, and as we got, like, a mile away from our house, my papi called and told my mom that the train was broken, so now we’re on a bus, which will meet up with another train in Washington D.C., and so while we were sitting in the train station parking lot on the charter bus (? a bus in the train station parking lot…hmmm….) there were all these awesome starlings and chimney sweeps swooping around, and it was just barely sunrise, and so I decided to write about it, because I can. Here goes:
I looked to the east, at the sun-soaked sunrise. The horizon was a citrusy-orange, like fresh orange juice, streaked with pale grey clouds. Directly above, misty purple clouds were fringed in deep magenta as the newborn sun tickled its wispy edges. Beyond those wisps, more pink puffs led higher into the sky, like a vertical cobblestone pathway.
A silhouetted tree’s black, barren fingers rose to the sky, as in jubilation. Behind it, the spire of a church grazed the sky, perfectly straight. A broadcast tower scratched at the clouds, its latticework completely covered in flocks of starlings. More birds swooped around on air currents, their formations shifting and transforming like jellyfish in motion…
So yeah, that was poetic, right? Psh, you know it. You’re jealous of my incredible writing skillllzzzzzzz
And, so yup, I’m checkin out now, more later today, when we get off this infernal contraption and onto the less crampity train (CAN’T WAIT, AM FEELING CLAUSTROPHOBIC FOR FIRST TIME IN LIFE…!)
