Moving Cities

I took a train only once. That is when I first noticed my glimmer for sights beyond me. A part of me, I've witnessed, is a hopeless and aimless nomad. That is something I cannot help. The train took me the farthest up the coast I'd been at the time. Being in one place for such an extended period of time, I forget that people exist elsewhere. These people fight with their families. They budget and struggle. They get drunk, too. They frequent their favorite spots when they feel unlike themselves. They are existing right under my nose. I want to be like them. I want to frequent all new places, so that they, too, can become familiar after some time. I want to be a part of something grand. Something that shakes the Earth. I could just sing. I may have a blind faith of self. That is good, I think. Even when I fail, I can always say the effort was there. It was. It is. There is no saying in where I will be. I just need to jump in the pool. I don't need to know how cold the water is. How deep it is. How long I can hold my breath. This will break my heart. It will mend it, too.