omgg em, this was such a beautiful piece. i am always amazed by your writing. you are so self aware that it’s truly admirable. you’re such a talented writer. i love all of your work so much. i hope you never stop publishing these amazing essays. this one specially is so heartwarming and inspiring.
the line, “his feet are tapping to music and i notice mine are too. we each wear awkward smirks, watching the sketchers, the scrollers, the readers, the commuters, and the elderly women loudly catching up,” is so so good. this is why i love reading your work, and why i think you’re probably one of the best writers on here.
CONGRATS ON A HUNDRED POST MY LOVE!! and also congrats on your talent, and your voice, and your way with words and imagery and narrative, and your way to convey emotion and make anyone reading feel human in the most intense and beautiful of ways, but what’s new about that when it comes to you! 💓🫶💓🫶
congrats on 100 posts!!!! 🥳🥳🥳 I find it a little magical that yesterday was my first time on the subway (visited the city with some friends) and I got to wake up and read this the next day! You really captured its wonder and beauty 💕
This is so cute!! I don't love commuting in London but there is something SO lovely about being in the same space as so many people with different lives and stories, yet all going through and to the same place(s)!!
I always felt like I had such a small world of characters when I was growing up in a small-ish town, and I'll truly never just get over being surrounded by so many people with stories that probably span every every corner of the planet, even if I only get to hear a few of those stories <3 to me that's what beautiful about somewhere as big as London!
omgg em, this was such a beautiful piece. i am always amazed by your writing. you are so self aware that it’s truly admirable. you’re such a talented writer. i love all of your work so much. i hope you never stop publishing these amazing essays. this one specially is so heartwarming and inspiring.
the line, “his feet are tapping to music and i notice mine are too. we each wear awkward smirks, watching the sketchers, the scrollers, the readers, the commuters, and the elderly women loudly catching up,” is so so good. this is why i love reading your work, and why i think you’re probably one of the best writers on here.
gigi 🥺🥺🥺 your comments continuously get even sweeter and i can’t thank you enough 🩷
aww i’m glad!!! i love you and your writing so much, em!! 💗💗
CONGRATS ON A HUNDRED POST MY LOVE!! and also congrats on your talent, and your voice, and your way with words and imagery and narrative, and your way to convey emotion and make anyone reading feel human in the most intense and beautiful of ways, but what’s new about that when it comes to you! 💓🫶💓🫶
🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 thank you 💕
Oh I loved this!! Reading this as I stand on the Northern Line because I’ve been put off sitting after ‘the incident’ x
hahaah we’re all traumatised! thank you for reading <3
congrats on 100 posts!!!! 🥳🥳🥳 I find it a little magical that yesterday was my first time on the subway (visited the city with some friends) and I got to wake up and read this the next day! You really captured its wonder and beauty 💕
thank you!! omg that’s so lovely 🥺🥺🥺
I commute into london for uni and while it can sometimes be tiring, this piece reminded me of the beauty of it. Wonderfully written <3
thank you lovely <3
100 posts!!!?congratulations queen
thank you!! 🥰
This is so cute!! I don't love commuting in London but there is something SO lovely about being in the same space as so many people with different lives and stories, yet all going through and to the same place(s)!!
I always felt like I had such a small world of characters when I was growing up in a small-ish town, and I'll truly never just get over being surrounded by so many people with stories that probably span every every corner of the planet, even if I only get to hear a few of those stories <3 to me that's what beautiful about somewhere as big as London!