Train + Postal Service + heat =
On the train ride home I had this warm fuzzy feeling wash over me. I wanted to compliment people on their shoes, help them straighten their coat collars, help them retie their ponytails.
I have this happen on occasion now and find it a little bit disconcerting. Maybe it was because, while it's cold outside, it was warm on the F train this evening.
Someone must have been mischannelling something through me. Otherwise I cannot account for it.
But in the spirit of this disembodied feeling let me offer up a little CNSY.