I sat down groggily on the train to school this morning, yawned, and looked up. Just as my eyes started to focus, a rather elderly Asian with a beautiful smile on her wrinkled face took the last bite of her banana. She then, without hesitation, threw the banana peel across the train to a gentleman sitting many seats away on the opposite side of the aisle. He caught the peel gracefully, set it in the crease of his newspaper, and turned the page, hiding the banana peel within.
They never made eye contact. They never spoke. I wanted so badly to ride the train past my station just to see if they'd get off together. My sense of responsibility won over my sense of adventure. I mustn't continue to let this happen.
Oh, and hello! It's been a long time! Have I told you lately that I love you?
4 comments:
woah, I remember you! aren't you that Heather that used to have a rather fascinating and clever blog as well as whimsical paintings? its been like, what 15-20 years? Welcome back to the blogosphere.
We were starting to think maybe you were kidnapped by avacados. Or ape men in giant rubber pants. By "we," I mean me, a duck, a spool of thread, and five cents, and we were worried sick.
Heather who?
When I lived in NYC, I would find myself utterly fascinated by certain people that I would be dying to stay on the subway longer just so I could continue my pleasure of observing them. Good times!
If you ever do a book or movie one about your life, you must include that scene.
HEATHER! Why must you be away so long?
hehe, my brother is funny.
cicada studio is on to something...
I think that you should make a shortie film of this occurence. It should be a black and white silent film.
Oh yeah, and I miss you.
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