There is a large fence that encloses the park, but I don't go in. Maybe I'll go some other time; have a small picnic with a few people from the program. If it weren't for the mosquitos, I could see myself taking a nice little nap in the grass.
The trees are so inviting, there is an enclosed field where teenagers are playing, and you see mothers on a stroll with their small children. It all feels familiar, welcoming, and safe. Cars are whooshing by, and a woman riding her bike merges onto the road without surprising/annoying the driver behind her.
But, of course, things aren't always shine shine and rainbows. While on the train, I people watched. I noticed that many of those commuting do not look happy; they're asleep, they're on their phones with the most vague expressions, or they're staring off into space. Of course, I understand that no one is excited to go to work, no matter what part of the world you are in. But there is something very unique about how their expressions; I can't quite put it into words.
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