Hearing the sound of
the trolley’s bell, on Occidental
and Jackson, inspire me
to write some English 101
style prose – where you
go on describing things that
no one cares about as it just
gets in the way of the movement
of the story – because the
sound of that digital horn –
programmed to sound like
an old-fashioned ring that
we would have only heard in
movies – creates a guttural
nostalgia – that is clearly corporate
driven as there weren’t even
trolleys in Seattle when I was
growing up – and I’ll ride
that Trolly and feel like a kid
again until I remember that the
hospital is its and my
primary destination.