Lots of staring out into the woods on the train. I realized I’m pretty jealous deep down and don’t like that so I sort of ignore it. Oh, look, regrets, funny to see you there.

And the path? Face it, I guess. This is pretty big though, and I wonder how much I should be talking about it and how much I’ve really said too much about already. I tend to not shut the fuck up very well, which apparently is part of people’s problem with me.