Commuting

Being on this crowded 30s bus reminds me of my old commute from Chantilly to Old Town, Alexandria. It was 1.5 hours each way.  I was living temporarily with a relative, and rent was free. I had a new job in a new town.

Once, I recall dozing off on an Orange Line train heading into the city from the 'burbs one morning. I awoke, realizing that I was leaning heavily on a man's shoulder.

I tried to be cool and slowly lean off the shoulder. I don't even think I said anything. Just tried to play it cool. I don't remember his face; I think I tried to avoid eye contact. It was kind of embarrassing.

The joys of commuting...