A Candid Train Ride II
The next day after a Candid Train Ride.I woke up to the gentle sounds of the train rumbling underneath me. It took me a second to remember where I was. The sun was bright in my face as I sat up in the bed. Putting my feet on the carpet, I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and drank it as I recalled the night before. I got up and showered. Letting the water wash over me. I groomed myself for the day and put on a fresh pair of shorts and a golf polo. I f...