Dozen

Older lady in front of me has a Sony CD Walkman. I haven't seen one of those in a while. I wonder what disc she is listening to. Which 12 songs she chose to accompany her on the train. There is a nice simplicity to choosing your day's soundtrack. I have hundreds of songs at my fingertips, and thousands more on streaming, yet for her she committed to a disc and is going with it. Somehow I envy that. 

I had to move seats because these two old Mexican women are having a conversation. Judging from the tone of voice, it's a laid back talk involving nothing of consequence. The reason I moved is that they are having this casual chit-chat at like 120dB. Headphones at maximum, I couldn't drown them out.

And they haven't stopped talking the whole time I have been on the train. I don't even think she has taken a breath.

Jeez... Shut up.. It's early. Wish I had ear plugs on me.