it was weird walking the streets for the first time since i left in December. i miss the city life. i missed Bart, too. everyone said Bart is sketch, but compared to other transportation it’s relatively safe. and there’s all sorts of interesting people on Bart, like when i was on around 6 yesterday so many people dressed in business suits and women in tweed and khaki trench coats were on their way INTO San Francisco rather than coming from. and i love the motion of the car rocking at it coasts along the tracks.
i also got to stop by the Borders in the Westfield Mall. I had quite the time deciding on whether to buy an Elliott Smith compilation or a thorough-analysis text of Franz Kafka’s Metamorphosis. Decisions, decisions, all of which sum my life.
