On the way home from my trip I had to take the train from city to my town. I chose to sit up top. I hadn’t ridden the train in ages! After sitting awhile, I had another flashback memory.
I’m young, single and taking the train home after working downtown all day. I had raced to the train, in the summer sun, so I arrive all gross and sweating. The train is cool. It starts to pull out of the station and I’m still panting. I look around and see others struggling to get settled, same as me. Some people have been shopping and have several bags to squeeze into their seat area. But most people, like me, are returning home from work.
I remember looking out the window watching everything go by. I play a game with myself like “find something new”, “count all the blue cars” or “count how many people are walking”. But I’m so tired and I start to doze. I really should be reading to prep for my night class but I’m not that motivated to read a statistics book. Im really tired and without any notice my eyes shut tight.
The next thing I remember is being woken up and nearly having a heart attack! “Hey Miss, isn’t 103rd your stop?”
“Oh geez, yes! Thanks! Where are we?” I have foggy nap brain. Nothing looks familiar.
“107th is only next stop.” The conductor chuckles, gives me a smile but shakes his head at me. I look out the window.
“Oh right! Thanks” I’m embarrassed because now I recognize the apartments, the park, the parking lot and the back of the shops along Hale. It’s a big city but the my train community is small. I sit in this guys train car every day. Thank goodness he recognizes me.
I feel badly now that in 2 years I never called him by name. He was a really nice guy. Today I did not fall asleep on the train!