The subway
Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Nowadays, I am much of a commuter who always doze off.
I used to have considerable hatred for them in the past.
It happened on most occasions when the person sitting next to you is hibernating.
(Hey Amelia! Know what I am thinking of? "Brother Bear!")
And usually you are in it, when he hangs his sleepy head loose, on a breakable thread.

You have this half-mind of waking him up, getting another seat, or even just keeping your fingers crossed that his head doesn't drop.
Unanticipatedly, he opened his eyes, stood up and made his way to the cabin exit almost smoothly.
Naturally, you will fume and question yourself: "Did he really sleep?"

YWith love, Valerie