The type of experiences i have

I’m on the train. I start to hear insane music in my mind. Something starts touching my left thigh, up and down in a tickling way.

I turn around and the guy behind me puts his phone down. The violation stopped. The music cut off.

I’m in Florida. He looks alot like the guy I worked with at UPS in Pennsylvania.

Black man, bald. Army?

Once again, I miss my family. Why don’t you help with that.

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