i always want to wave through the window at the people in the other train, but never have the courage. we will never see each other again but for now, we are in the tunnels together
hits SO hard.
and I will be real here - I do not mean the subway I mean the TRAIN
nothing like staring out the window on a commuter railroad amongst regular ass suburban commuters
and yeah I’m tearing, I’m leaning on the window and my eyes are wet. hell yes. five stars
name a more electric experience than emerging from the dark black scary underground tunnels of nyc to views of the east river just as the song you were trying to stream without cell service starts bumping in your headphones
- using it to organize my life makes me feel like my life is a game (bad because then i can't take myself seriously)
- at some point it gets really cluttered and you're like oh great now my notion is really cluttered
