||[Jul. 4th, 2006|01:39 am]
She sat on the window sill seat and watched the rain drizzle down. She wore black loose sweat pants, and a gray tank top. She was curled up hugging her knees with her cold bare feet freezing on the white wood. She had her head turned sideways looking out the window with her hair tied back. She watched the people walking by down on the sidewalk. Everyone with places to be. She could sit there all day and watch an endless stream of people. |
She got up and turned off the tv. Put on her jacket and put on some shoes. She headed down the stairs and went out the glass door leaving her apartment front. As she walked down the street she could easily tell who was local and who was a tourist. Easiest way? Anyone in a hurry is a local. Tourists just stroll along with not a care in the world.
She passed by groups of people each listening to their bits of conversations...
A girl yelling at a guy, presumably her boyfriend, "I fuckin' told you! I fuckin' told you we went the wrong way!"
A businessman on his cell phone, "...right right, but that's not good for the investors, the consumers may win, but we have to remember who signs our checks.."
A child angry at his mother, "I said I wanted the blue one! And you got me the red one! I never get what I want!"
She shook her head and looked down into her pockets as she pulled out her ipod, and entered the subway station. Put a bud in each ear and flashed her pass over the turnstyle. She headed down the long flight of steps and took her place amongst the strangers in the crowd waiting on the train. As it pulled up she casually waited for everyone to get on before pushing her way through. Then calmly stepped on board and searched for a spot. Sit or stand. That is the question. She looked around for a seat, between two old women? No. Next to a child and his mother? No. Next to the guys with long hair and chains? No. The answer is stand. She gripped the side bar as the train took off.