I was travelling back after seeing Ian over the weekend. I was bummed because the weekend had gone so fast, and we hardly ever see each other now. So I bought a single ticket, got on the train and looked out the window. When the conductor came to stamp the ticket, I showed him my ticket, like I always do, he stamped it, and when I got it back, this is what I saw. He had stamped a heart into the ticket! I was really happy when I saw it, I thought, what a cute little thing to do! Normally, you would get an ugly squiggle of a pen on your ticket or some random number stamped on your ticket. I still have the ticket… 
I think I’ll use it as a bookmark for my next book I will start reading.
