March 11 2020
“And the air is thin And it blows through your skin And you feel like something Is about to begin But you don’t know what And you don’t know when So you tear at your hair And you scratch at your skin You wanna run away, run away Just get on the fucking train and leave today“
- Wishing Well, The Airborne Toxic Event
One of my favourite pages from that journal. Back before everything went to hell here and it was actually possible to get on a train and leave (or a plane in this case). This has been one of my favourite songs since high school though. There’s 2 other pages inspired by that song but this was the best one I think.
















