I climbed inside a boxcar that was as abandoned as the railroad line that was once the heart of this old town. Its history was now lost in a pile of debris and broken windows, but I knew there was a story waiting to be told. As I looked a beyond the mess, I began to see textures everywhere. I slowly made my way from one end to the other, snapping photo after photo of those beautiful and compelling details. I had found my inspiration and, for the next hour, I explored a little corner the world that seemed eager to show what existed as I took the time to notice.
Discovery perks us up... it's fuel for the body and mind. I've learned that there is always something new to see, even when we think we've seen every inch of where we are. We just need to remove our blinders and, when we do, we are taught that some of our most memorable adventures can be found without requiring us to purchase a ticket.