Another train ride. The train was an hour late this time, which is frustrating, because the delay will cut into my time for playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl this evening. At least it is spring break, and I’ll have plenty of time for Brawl come Sunday evening. In the meantime, I’ll be reading at two quiz bowl tournaments and going to the Kennedy Center. I’ll make time for Brawl.
The train is around me and beneath me, lumbering through Massachusetts. There is not just track ahead of me. For the next nine or ten hours, I will be out of touch. Outside of the Wi-Fi cloud, I am incomunicado. I have a cell phone, but nobody calls it, because it is not a practice I encourage. At any rate, I have turned it off. For half a day, my whole life is carrying on without me.