as i was getting off the train, some other guy was getting on. he put one foot on the steps and then pointed his thumb at himself as if it were a microphone, sang a couple lines, and then got on the train.
saw a handcuffed woman up against the back of a police car. guess i came up at the right time.
a rare quiet day on the dart.
am – “ho-ass, dick-sucking bitch,” some guy yelled, i assumed, at a woman sitting only a few feet away. but when i passed that same woman, she looked up at me and said, “is he talking shit to you?”
hell, maybe he was. i just wanna know what information he based his assessment on.
pm – some guy carried a lime bike onto the dart train. i couldn't help wondering where he was going and what he planned on doing with it. he was talking to some lady who got on the train along with him.
at some point he says he's considering whether to “turn himself in.” the lady is talking to him about choices we make the decisions god makes for us. she asks about his mother and he ends up giving her his mother's number. and the lady promises to call his mother and update her on his status later.
the woman gets off at my stop. she rises from her seat, hugs the young man, and tells him he's one of her babies too.
this unexpected beautiful moment on the dart took place during the middle of a moment i've come to expect from public transportation.
i hear some kind of cry from the car behind me. but it's hard to tell whether it was a cry of distress or play.
a few seconds later, a guy comes from that car and sits near me. soon after, a woman cracked out of her mind comes into my car. the other guy quickly returns to the car behind. the woman is holding onto the pole in front of my seat and she's having trouble standing straight as the train sways her back and forth. “stop that,” she says after turning to me. i can only assume that she thought i had bumped her and made her sway. “i didn't do anything,” i said, immediately realizing i should have said nothing. luckily she didn't respond.
then she went back to the car behind mine and raised her fists at the other guy who had run away from her earlier.
what a strange mix on the train today.
a homeless-looking lady got on the train with her puppy. the puppy jumps into the seat next to her and curls up. i got all sappy when she covered him up with her coat.
it made me think about the story of that animal rights group that stole a homeless man's dog.
adventures like these can be yours. ride the dart