I take the train most days, either to and from school or to and from the brewery. So, like, a lot of SEPTA time.
Most days, unless I'm real wrapped up in a podcast or something, I end up thinking apocalyptic thoughts. Not at all like "oh man, I wish the world was ending" and not even scurred, like Melancholia is right around the corner - different.
It's more like, "if something big went down right now, and we all had to live in this subway car for a while (because obviously underground is going to be a safe bet), who will be on what team, and who will be Jack/Locke, where is the best spot to camp out if you know it'll be for a few weeks. How many granola bars are in my backpack?"
I guess I'm a little crazy. This mainly happens on the Orange line. Anyone else?
Speaking of which, I'm coming up on my 10 year anni here, and JUST REALIZED THAT THE ORANGE LINE HAS ORANGE SEATS AND THE BLUE LINE HAS BLUE SEATS. Duh, Sue.
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