I've been taking the commuter train to work for the past couple of days because my carpool buddy/supervisor/fiancé has been at a swanky convention of pillars of the organization in the city. I like riding the train and I still get that childish sense of satisfaction from navigating my own way on it, but I absolutely hate and fear the platform, the tracks and the trains themselves when I'm not inside one. When I'm stepping onto one I can't help but envision my foot getting caught in the gap and as I'm standing and waiting on the platform I'm feeling just a bit nervous about how easily some psycho could push me onto the tracks. The good news is, I'm sometimes irrational. Still, it'll be nice when I can co-pilot the Audi again.
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