Have you ever ridden a train/subway early on a Saturday morning? The normal hubbub and noises are gone. It’s quiet. You encounter only a few other riders but they are focused and quietly keep to themselves. No one sees you. It’s too early in the morning still. You are invisible for a moment – just for a moment.
This is how I began my morning. A silent observer to a nearly silent world. A little dose of surreal in my ever hectic life. I enjoyed my moment of tranquility – lost to the world. It was exactly what I needed. A moment of calm. A moment to wonder, free from the stress of life. Who would have thought I’d find it in an underground train station, on a very gray morning?
My ipod was playing a chill mix on random. The perfect music to tune out the world as I waited for the train.
The words, “I wanna be the one that you call when you get down. No matter where you are in the world I’ll be around,” brought me back to the present. To the train. To the horizon rolling past. What? We were about to go back into a tunnel – but … wasn’t I just waiting in the train station?
I was so happy in my thoughts. So content. Until those stupid words interrupted me. [sigh.] I don’t know how it happened. How could I be so oblivious to my surroundings and randomly – or seemingly randomly – be brought back with a few lines? I’m not sure. But I know that although I may not have heard or noticed anything before that song – I heard and saw everything after.
Which was great (on opposite day) because then when I tripped up the escalator THREE times I couldn’t even blame it on daydreaming.
And if you’re wondering how in the world I could have possibly tripped THREE TIMES on ONE ESCALATOR – keep in mind that 1 – I always WALK up the escalators and 2 – a BLOOD-SUCKING escalator once tried to EAT my toe (click here for that story) and ever since they’ve been out to get me. So this morning it went like this. Trip – step – Trip – step – TRIP AGAIN – oh lol for real – I really did trip THREE TIMES IN A ROW. And it must be late at night otherwise I’m sure I wouldn’t be admitting this.
“Fly me away, on an aeroplane. High in the sky. Wanna see you again.” ~Goldfrapp
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At least you didn’t fall DOWN the escalator in a HUGE crowded airport. On one of my trips back from the UK I was still pretty groggy after my flight, I barely remember going through immigration. What I do remember though is trying to rush to my connecting flight in the C concourse of O’Hare. I was running like a crazy woman, pulled my luggage onto the escalator and there I went, luggage and all, falling straight down the escalator into 3 other people. Finally a guy caught me and helped me stand up straight & get my luggage. Once I got off the escalator, I resumed running lol.
Oh no!! That’s terrible. What a story!!
Glad you were ok!!! And why is it these stories are always so funny after the fact? I LOLd about yours.
I love those photos! I have a chill playlist on my ipod too :)