i wish i was six again.

don't start forest fires

I was driving home from my voice lesson just a few minutes ago. When I got to Shell Rd, the "a train approaches!" lights and sounds were going off, so I stopped my car, and allowed the train to pass.

A few things:
Watching the cars as they approached the intersection was okay. Watching them pass, however, made me feel naseous.
All the cars of this particular train were excessive in height.
I had this (well-controlled) urge to 1) race across the tracks as the train was coming, and 2) slam my car into the train.

A little disturbing, but in a more positive light, I may be headed for a career as an action-hero. They can do that sort of thing. Truly invincible.