Weak

I've always been weak. If you're a boy and you're 8 you're not weak you're just sensitive. If you're a boy and you're 8 you're not weak you just do theatre. If you're a boy and you're 8 you're not weak you're just a 23-year-old waiting to come out of his shell.

I watched Glass Onion this week, and I loved it!

My train back to the city is delayed today, but in the way that they told me about the delay hours ahead and the station is close to my house so I just have to chill at home a little longer than initially anticipated. Nice. I got the humidifier I want for Christmas but now I have to take it on the train. That's not gonna be fun, but I just finished packing it away in two tote bags (one upside down on top inside one normal one on bottom) so hopefully.

I didn't realize trains could just be delayed, which is very naive of me (for the record, I know how to do the i with the ï on my keyboard, I just had an existential crisis about how it would be perceived to actually use that ï without letting everybody know that I know it's a little... you know... to just use the ï like that). I sorta thought like okay the wheels of a train are so secure in the track that even if snow or ice built up it would sorta just get forced out in the course of normal train business. And it's not like trains can get caught in a traffic jam, or at least it shouldn't be like that.

My dad is making a sandwich in the other room. Sort of annoying because I was about to do that.