something that i really can't stand about some men on trains, is how they like to reach over your head to hold the pole. when their arm is touching the tip of your head, not hitting it but enough to make you feel uncomfortable, but your presence seem totally invisible to them. ugh, and then you have to crouch a little and feel stifled, because they don't know the meaning of personal space!!
aside from horrible train ethics, i met a kind young man on the train just now. me and mums were standing quite far from the seats area. some people got up, and i urged her to go over, but within like three steps all the seats were taken. then this kindyoungman who was standing next to her saw the situation, and actually asked her to follow him and guided her to the 'priority seat' and asked the man sitting on it to give up his seat for her. wah, what an initiative kind young man!!!
asher is chubby now! he cries less now and has developed a steadier neck.
his favourite sound is 'meowmeowmeow'.
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