Hope

Part of my drive to work is not the most scenic. The road runs along a few miles of crumbling industrial buildings, some of which have been undergoing the process of demolition for months. Road dirt bruises the mountains of snow accumulated from a winter of abundant precipitation.

But there is this message, tagged on the side of a stalled out railroad car, that pierces the bleakness each morning.

It’s a good message.

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