Then we ate our bentos in the bench and pretended to wait for the train that we'll never board. Not that time, anyway. We both sang our favorite Bloc Party song. And like Kele, we laughed at all the people off to work. So monochrome and so lukewarm.
Do you still remember? All those salarymen we all thought to be ants. And we, for a time, thought we had everything all figured out?