Curate, connect, and discover
On the train for the first time in like, 10 years. Gosh I feel like a little kid again. I strode myself through the passenger cars, gandering at the cool, button-opened doors, peeking through the windows at the passing night-lit townscape, even stopping once to look at a fucking wall of a hallway, all while grinning like an absolute buffoon and earning few laughs from my fellow third-years returning from the school cruise with me. It's in these situations where I really do feel most alive, I think. The kind of mundane, yet special-feeling moments like these. So glad to be alive.