me: I had an interesting tram experience today

10:55 AM Sophie: what happened?

me: i sat next to an old lady
and looked at people
and i could read them so well, suddenly their noses took on a super important meaning, like their noses defined their personality
there was this beautiful, most wonderful ratty looking man, around 35, kinda looked like brad nowell, poor but happy, and he was playing ds with a little asian kid
and they were laughing together and playing

Sophie: :)

me: he was the sweetest angel, i could see he was still a child

then i saw a man, and he needed love, but he was too hard to reach, byu anyone, he was so sick
mentally and i saw a lady, who also needed love, and she wouild have been perfect with the man playing the ds, but they would never notice each other

then a fearful girl who made up for it with dark clothes and faux good looks hopped on
and a fat girl of the same age looked at her and desired what she had
but they were both in the same situation..

everyone told a story, and i could palpably feel the interdynamics of these spurious in tram relationships and their noses gave so much away, and i started getting shivers and my pupils dilated super wide and i wondered why i could see so much
and then i looked at the old lady next to me and she had the same eyes, but with this wise smile, and she wore beautiful white gloves

and i thought, i must have tuned into her wisdom and seen from her eyes, and it was so light and beautiful, and i left the tram feeling super recharged

8 minutes

11:07 AM Sophie: wow
thats beautiful

11:08 AM i always wanted to make a comic book about the temporary intersection of lives and experiences on a bus/tram or train

i love how for a moment you share your life with so many people that you might never see again

and everyone has come from somewhere

and is going somewhere
and yet we never really talk to strangers to know