Last Train To Nowhere

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It was a dark and dreary morning when the couple stumbled across this siding in Salida, Colorado bleary-eyed and spent from fighting with the cold harsh realities of life. They were looking for a direction, any direction, to leave this place and the troubles it brought and get to a brighter place. A more peaceful place. Somewhere where the happiness matched the sunlight.

Things could have been better, hell anything would have been better. It was a point where life had thrown its worst at them and realizing that this was one of those truths that come out of despair it was time to move on. Hopping a freight seemed as good a solution to an unsolvable problem as any. It had to be going to a better place than this.

You can try and leave your demons behind hoping you can outrace them, sometimes it works to hop a freight and get out of Dodge, or Salida as the case may be. But often it doesn’t and you find that the problem is bigger than you are, and demons are fast, they can keep up, and no matter how much you want to find that bright, sunny place where everything will be alright, getting on that last train to nowhere isn’t the answer. Life can be mean that way.