The gamble paid off

Thursday, January 19, 2006 - 5:23 p.m

There was a packed train. I decided to wait. Another train comes up 60 seconds later. It is full as well. Do I dare? I took a risk. Up comes a train with many, many seats.

In the station there was a bongo player. Maybe he would be a better choice in the morning ... kind of a "get your day going" type of thing. The post-work vibe is not working with the rhythm of the islands - at least for me. HE was very good though. His fingers were taped with white first aid kit tape.

I sat down in a seat by the window. Then this man sat down by me who reeked of smoke. Did he just finish a pack before descending down the stairs to the platform. This was that smoky man smell where who knows how long he has smoked. Thankfully, the seat ahead of us was free after Clark/Division and he moved up to sit by himself with his stanky smell.

There was also a woman who had a book. The book was open but she was totally daydreaming looking at the ceiling of the train. She looked so serene. So peaceful. I wonder where she was that made her look so happy? I bet it was not Fire Island where my daydreaming happens.