For some reason, when all else fails, I start drawing old trains. I have no idea why, but that's where my mind goes. I certainly don't mean to imply that I'd rather be somewhere else than being with whoever I'm with...but trains are what come to mind.
(The lyric quoted in the title is from "Lonesome Train Whistle"...a favorite track by the Reverend Horton Heat from their album Full-Custom Gospel Sounds of...)
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