A mom just got on and has her stroller in the wheelchair spot again. I mean, I suppose at this hour she is at least out of the way. The kid has a little Tupperware full of mixed fruit. So much better than pop tarts or goldfish crackers.
There is a lot of mixed perfume on this train. My nose is confused and twitchy.
Today is feeling oddly positive, though. I'm in a surprisingly good mood.
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