You feel like some solo time to reflect on the angst of being not quite a little kid, but not quite a teenager.  You think about your crush.  You want SO BAD to tell Chris how you feel, but instead, you just tell your friends about how they look funny.  You think about your math teacher, who gave you a hard time in class this week.  You think about how unfair your parents are.  They keep buying you MESS jeans instead of GUESS jeans.  Life is hard for a kid these days.  You’re starting to get mad.

You see a bunch of rocks all over, and they look like prime train throwing rocks(4).  You’ve got some change in your pockets that feel like they need to be much flatter(5).  The gleam of the rails are just calling for you to walk on them (6).  How do you calm down?