there's something so intimate about being on public transport together: thighs touching on the narrow seats, quiet words drowned out by the noise of the vehicle, sharing earbuds.
listening to music on a bus or on the train while alone and looking out the windows with some music in your ears is the closest thing to the poetic experience ever
I wanted to say after feeling lots of shame about being a chronic lister seeing other people enjoy and creatively make lists has reassured me there is nothing abnormal about my habit 💖
Getting woken up in the night but knowing you have to wake up so can't sleep in and make up the hours u missed. Fuck that shit! Always puts me in a bad mood.
So glad to be out of the grey and gloom and have the sun shining on my face. Feeling the cool air against my skin while the sky is bright makes me so happy. Finally, I know, winter will be coming to an end.
