52 - bickering
i was sharing seats on the train with a couple that kept on bickering - for show. every now and then the husband would look at me like “aren’t we funny”. i feel like it wasn’t my place to decide, but also i really didn’t want to be included.
anyway, the rest this week is just wholesome spring drawings.
as in - a spring in your step.
(i’m actually not a big fan of changing seasons)