after the life drawing sessions, just to head back home around 11 pm, I should take street car or bus and transit to subway again, which takes around an hour. It was often pain in the ass but I loved it. I loved all that ambiguous feeling of happiness and depression from drawings that i had done, I loved watching city lights, passing by. Especailly in a rainy day, when the dark asphalt reflect numerous traffic lights and strange neons of streets, I found it pretty fantastic.
I definitely miss all that.
The Jazz music of James reminded me of the night train and nostalgic rainy city lights.
PS. the last drawing is not James.