I love bridges. If I see a cool looking bridge, I want to cross it, especially if it goes somewhere that I’m not familiar with. Same with stairs outdoors. They feel like an adventure to me.
Planes
You can start by wiping that fucking dumbass smile off your rosy fucking cheeks.
Same. Airplanes. Seeing them, being on one, just so giddy and excited every time.
Stone paths. I was hiking in a large state park recently and came on a stretch of path that a seriously skilled stonemason built. It was beautiful. I stood there for ten minutes looking at how perfectly they matched the stones together.
I still count the cars on a passing train while I wait as it goes by.
Doors. Specifically doors in obscure places. Think maintenance accesses and such. I like to imagine that they’re less mundane than they are.
Yes! Or those hidden away in dark tunnels or underpasses. 👀
I always have this urge to go in there but I also know that if I were to, the magic is gone and only reality remains so it’s better not to.
