You’ll never guess what II miss about Hawthorne. The longer train ride. It was almost a half-hour longer than the trip to Pelham and sometimes I wish I had those few more minutes to unwind. I don’t sleep on the train that often anymore, don’t have as much tine to do this kind of thing either. I’d write more if I had more time.  I avoid writing this journal at hone because I want it to be a surprise. Hopefully a happy one. This tablet-pc is probably the best-piece of hardware I’ve ever owned and I’ve got my ex-employer to thank. I’m glad I was able to keep it.

 

Anyways, I’m on the train, homeward bound to do burger night BandB with Kris. Gary is in Pittsfield for two reeks and it’s Tuesday so no Katherine. Kris and I will probably have lots of dates until Gary gets back. Should be a lot of fun.  She got her hair permed today and I can’t wait to see it.

 

Gotta go. There’s a beer to finish and I’m almost home.  Choo-Choo !