i took the train today. and yesterday. i don't know, i had a feeling about it when i was on it, but i forgot now. it's just weird to see all those houses, that people live in, that people live in with the reality of trains passing by every day god knows how many times, and now i figure it's this creepy feeling those houses gave me.
and i'm spending a lot of time in this place that's familiar but not mine. and it's okay. i guess.