My name is 905 and I've just become alive...

I know I'm a photo blogger, but right now, I have no photos for you. On a nine-hour Amtrak train, I have the most delightful ray of sunlight on my face, the Who (as per my extended travel tradition) pumping through my earbuds, the words of two of my greatest friends in my head and the world feels as if it's tilted on its proper 23.5 degree angle for once. The beginning of yet another beautiful voyage.