spaceadventurer
I held my blanket close to me. So soft and warm. The ultimate comfort - especially in these cold winter nights. It's old now, but it has served oh so well. Plus, it's green. I can't go wrong with anything that's green. It's lost most of its fluff, but again, that's okay. It has the memories, and those are enough to keep me warm.
I saw the train blast by like a bullet. No sound, no feeling. Faster than my eyes could handle. I wish I was on that train. Going wherever it may roam.