the G train is "G"

Before working at Unleash I never had the honor of taking the G train anywhere. Honestly I didn't really even know the G (or Greenpoint) existed. That's an exaggeration. I knew they existed in the same way that I know that Saturn or Fruit Flies or Aye-Aye's exist. Sure I know they're there (on some deep level of brain function) but I don't spend time actively thinking about their existence and therefore in a way they don't exist in my brain on a day-to-day basis. Where am I going with this?

While on the G train I get stupid random thoughts that plague my brain which is pretty much why I decided to start using this "blog" as a depository for brain events.

Two small thoughts I recently had on the train:

1. Everyone looks normal and I keep forgetting that I'm a human being
2. The Broadway stop on the G reminds of of aging

first fake new post of what this now is

Hello, me.

This used to be a blog about the dogs of unleash brooklyn and now this is a blog about my brain events. Just sentences. So if you're looking for dog photos direct yourself to www.unleashbrooklyn.com and www.doghabitat.org

Because from now on, things are going to get boring for you (unless you like really weird thoughts)

Regards,

Marina K.