Train of Cups

04/16/2010 on the train to Providence from Boston

    Since High School, I would often go to Boston by train. On a nice sunny day in April, I was on my way back to Providence, RI, from a trip to Boston. Train of thoughts kept coming and going as I blankly stared out the train window, and suddenly I saw a Train of Cups. The individual cups left behind each person's story, and became a museum of some sort. Even by the short glimpse of these cups, grand stories begin and end.