i stand in a queue in my hand i hold the golden ticket-

take snap shots of me boarding the train.

 the shrillness of the whistle pierces my thoughts -add sound into first annimation

My paintbrush moves to he rhythm of the journey Back and forth, side to side
My mind is flooded with images of friends and family -

put pics of my family in photoshop. make paintbrush in paintshop an place it in dreamweaver as it movsin a brush stroke pattern images of my family are exposed.
 
Yet, I hide my feelings in my suitcase
Like all my most precious possessions- image of me in suitcase or a short video of a case open with centain words typed on paper falling into the suitcase.

A smell lingers between each carriage- perhaps add a recording of he sound between the carriages. ??? Flashes of light shine through the dark interior - picture of interior of the train or pic of train placed in anfy making the illusion of the train going into a tunnel.
   

Reminding me of what is to come
I will soon be home.-

image of me sitting on the train agrivated morphed into image of me asleep and calm.

    

I stand in a queue
In my hand I hold the golden ticket -
The shrillness of the whistle pierces my thoughts
My paintbrush moves to he rhythm of the journey
Back and forth, side to side
My mind is flooded with images of friends and family
Yet, I hide my feelings in my suitcase
Like all my most precious possessions

A smell lingers between each carriage
The young man struggles to serve his customers-
Each demanding something different
Flashes of light shine through the dark interior
Reminding me of what is to come
I will soon be home.