I love riding the train by myself from Fresno to San Francisco, I can’t really explain it, but in taking the journey in either direction I always feel a sense of true calmness and contentment that ie hard to encapsulate with words. Today as I watched the sunset on the packed last train venturing to Fresno, Casimir Pulaski Day by Sufjan Stevens came on my shuffle. This is one of my favorite songs that I listen to almost every day.l, but the gravity of the story just hit me like a ton of bricks like it never had before. I haven’t cried since the death of my last grandparent which was a long while ago. But suddenly I couldn’t stop thinking about the people I truly miss, and my face went numb and I could feel the tears quietly flow. I could see their faces and I wanted to be with everyone in an instant. This was the closest thing I had to an out of body experience, it was illogical, and I hadn’t felt emotions as strongly as I did in the few minutes that all actually occurred in a very long time. I’m still sorting out how I feel about the occurrence, but I didn’t even realize I was physically capable responding to a situation the way I did.