Thoughts on train this morning:
- train cars are spooky when the lights are off (an out of service train went by while I was waiting for the one I am one now).
- a few days ago the amount of perma-frowning people hit me. Since then I have been making an effort to smile even when I am sleeping. Need to work these muscles but will people think I look nutty?
- there is a 70-something-year-old woman sitting across from me and I am envious of her shoes - blue and red reebox with a large red flap over the front
- people count on their fingers to themselves. Often looking up at the train ceiling. What are they counting, remembering, what do they have to do?
- the 70-something-year-old’s friend is sitting next to me and peering at my mobile as I take note of these thoughts. Can she read what I am writing? Did she catch me glancing at her friend’s shoes with hungry eyes though I’d never steal them as they are likely half my size.