Late

Insomnia can lead to change. Not so much in profound ways, but in weird subtle ways. A prime example would be deciding to sleep a little longer and catch a later train. 

There is an extremely different cast of characters on this train than my usual: muted artsy types trying hard to take up as much space possible without looking like they are doing it on purpose.

The kid behind me reminds me of someone else I know. The guy I know is a sweet kid in his early twenties who means well, but has this low, stuttered pothead laugh that makes him sound like a car that wont start.

This guy apparently is his laugh twin. And the guy with whom he is talking keeps making him laugh, so that is just awesome. Huh huh huh.