Happy to be home.

Yesterday on the train ride home, a man made my day.

No, he didn’t propose to me.
Nor did he ask me out.
Nor did he do any gestures, really, that’s pertaining to me at least.

He was just trying to get out of the train, the as-usual packed train.

"As kew me! As kew me!"

I never realised how broken English made me feel at home.