I Remember Marching

People complain about the NYC subways.

But.

There is one great thing.

You can sing at the top of your lungs and nobody will think you insane. It's loud underground, and most people are crazy, so nobody thinks twice about singing.

I didn't know what it feels like to be depressed when one should be happy until recently.

Singing really loudly to bad, old, guilty-pleasure-songs in tunnels really helps.

If I had any free time I swear I'd be writing songs. Seriously. I would be.