1 day ago
Trains - Pt.3
This one's asking for directions like I know anything.
Did that help?
Yes it did.
Leaned into the garbage can again, brush it off, lean onto the rails on the side of the stairs, and stare at the buildings as you wait for the train. People like ants marching from place to place across the bridge.
You missed your train by some seconds, the screen says wait some minutes then sprint. These people aren't playing, it's either stand up or sit.
The guy the other day got the doors closed on him. Twice. Then he stumbled in embarassed without raising his face. Weekday outing in the evening at the city of the lake, people mind their own business. Lucky for him.
Giggle again at the memory of it, wait don't.
What if it happens to you for laughing?
The other line passed, but it's not the color you await.
Why is there another, and another, but your own line is still so far away?
The starbucks cup is empty, the dunkin lasted more.
Is my ventra low? Do I have enough money, or need to add some more?
I'll pass on to the other side of the platform and take one of those flying colors, I'm not waiting anymore.
I should be going home but I think I'll wander some more.
I like to sing along to Journey, silently wear out their lyrics in my head. I like to read Girl on the Train and think of the adventures I can see through the window as the doors close and close again.
They open for me instead.
My escape is through the trains.