on our way home from ac around 10 pm, i saw a train crossing the east river heading to manhattan from brooklyn. not quite sure which train line but it was mesmerizing. i coudn't help but stare at it. now i wish i pulled my camera but i was just too lazy and tired. it's almost like a snake in a james cameron world. glow-in-the-dark, graceful machine. reminded me of one of my favorite poems: things i didn't know i loved by nazim hikmet. i am happy and sad at the same time about that. sad because i almost forgot about that poem. and that poem is very dear to me. happy because i was reminded just before i was about to forget it completely. i wonder how many things i have forgotten already. i find that everytime i "visit" the city i always go through this.