Today is the first day of the rest of your paranoia.

Or something like that. oof. Rough morning in the metro for me. Some short dude behind me was actually resting his face on my back and snoozing during the ride in. It was a packed-like-lemmings-into-shiny-metal-boxes kind of morning. In true Moscow tradition, I was inwardly FREAKING THE FUCK OUT. I guess it’s possible that one day, I will be over this personal space thing, but I’m not seeing any way out anytime soon. I’m already thinking about the ride home. Feh.

Word of the Day: overcrowded


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