27 degrees.
Badabingbadaboom.
Cannot go wrong with another beautiful day.
I don’t know why I love traveling on public transit. Ok I know why, but it’s just one of those things that you feel at a loss of being able to really explain, just because you feel it to such an extent of sublime content.
I like it, because it’s freedom. Like a microcosm of traveling the world alone. You go place to place, someone else is doing the work, you sit and enjoy the ride. The world goes by, and you don’t need to rush or drive faster, because no matter what, you can only sit and wait for however fast or slow the ride can go. So, you enjoy.
And if one wants to get deeper: that’s life.
