Trains were a primary mode of travel at one time. Riding on those steel rails brought folks to new destinations. I enjoy looking down the tracks wondering what is on the horizon.
The tracks remind me of my own journey navigating the world of gender identity. I have been challenged by new places and people. There have been time I questioned if I was going in the right direction. Surveying the barreness of my previous life, I had no choice but to keep traveling.
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