Weather

I think you can more accurately predict weather than the train usage patterns.

Some days it's light and airy. Everyone has a seat and life is grand.

Some days it's like today: standing room only well before it hits downtown therefore it gets crammed and you have angry mobs shoving and angrily pushing.

I got a seat because I used strategy and cunning.

Also: there is a young man of 24 or so reading, "Henry Kissinger On China." Very strange.

Wine

Woman next to me, possibly 40s maybe early 50s. She really takes care of herself. You can tell she eats well and doesn't smoke. Her skin is amazing, her smile is bright and has a pretty nice set of gams.

Only giveaway are her hands and laugh lines. She is, dare I say, hot?

Breathe

From the time I got onto the train and ongoing, these two girls have been talking.

Not just a conversation but one of them has a loud, resonant voice and hasn't taken a breath in about 30 minutes.

She is defying the laws of physics.

And she is younger, so her words are 97% meaningless because she uses the word,"Like," every other word.

And the phrase, "just kidding," replaces a period for her at the end of a sentence.

Finally

After not seeing her in over a year and a half, I can say that I'm officially moving on. But I'm moving forward without a very large part of my heart.

It feels like she left all over again.

Over tech

Rather large dude next to me watching Burn Notice on his laptop, while browsing amazon for weed wackers on his iPad which is lying on his keyboard.

Dude needs to unplug, says the guy blogging from his phone.

I am a proud hypocrite.

Mondee

Here we go again. Let's see how this week treats me.
Got a seat on the train, but the woman next to me looks like she hates the universe.
I'd tell her she has deep frown lines at a young age, but it is too late and they would just run deeper.

Pain

There comes a time when no matter the pain, if you have it long enough you barely notice it until someone points it out.

This is true with the body and mind. For instance, how many days, months or years can you wake with a broken heart before you are just used to it?

Boom

Pay day. Friday. Perfect timing on arriving at the train platform as it pulled up.
Crazy busy morning ahead with three appointments and an intense meeting before lunch. Hopefully smooth sailing after that. *fingers crossed*

Delayed

Missed my packed 5:03 train by seconds. Doors closed without me! I was all bummed but then another came two minutes later with only half the seats used. Now I can relax the ride home. Nice.

Workout

Today's fun was the train pulling up before I was even in the parking spot.
It was stop, park, grab lunch, and ruuuuun across the parking lot at full speed.
Best part was an old lady who witnessed the whole thing. Her applause as I barreled onto the train was near-Olympic.

Daily

I don't recall the last day that was a solid commute both ways. Always some delay.

Today: someone lost their kid on the train. A sad event indeed that would scare me to death were I a parent. But I don't fault them but just the situation.

Every day! Something new conspiring!

Hearing

It's difficult to find a metaphor for something you can't describe in actuality. There is a sustained high pitched sound, like a recording of the ocean played back at the wrong speed.
I hear the train long before I see it as I approach the platform. Today is pretty nice and clear, so I heard it the moment I stepped from my car.
Gave me about 30 seconds to run probably 100 yards.
Oof.

Lesson

Cute. Young 21 year old girl teaching you 21 year old boy sign language. So adorable their interaction.

Makes me miss those days. Youth was good.

Chief

President Obama is in town. I sense my ride home is going to be tragically shitty due to service interruptions. His motorcade will do fantastic things to the tragic flow here.
Yay?!

Trade off.

In the last year of work, I have been stuck in traffic once. That was one of the four times I drove in for some random reason.
As much as I bitch about delays, smelly people, and ignorant dicks, I have to say that just being able to watch a movie, read a book, or bitch about said-dicks is a decent trade.