Hopped on a train down a winding road. Road it like a rollercoaster wondering which turns would flip my stomach and which would make me scream with frightened delight. All suited up for a train that was never supposed to have come. But tightly I held onto the side rails hoping for a serene moment of clarity in between all the highs and lows down the winding road. Was heading to a freight train city branded with a mark of final destination.