I enjoy being alone on public transportation. I really like being alone and thinking about being alone. I don’t know why that fascinates me so much. I think about it A LOT. way more than when and what I should be eating (and that’s saying something).
Maybe this is a sign of loneliness idk but I’m(slightly)fond of it. And I also really like mentally judging people I should be scorned for the things I associate children with in my head (deviled eggs without the eggs)
the free stool with a glass of water on it