When you ride the train into the city every morning, you start to wonder about all the other people sitting alongside you.
'Cause, naturally, everyone else is weird, but I am oh so normal.
To clarify, the guy to your left is a serial-rapist and the woman to your right has herpes. Oh, and the bus driver is hung-over as shit and pissed off at his parole officer. But seriously, I enjoyed commuting– getting handjobs from strangers is the shit!
I think commuting is just interesting as it is a conglomeration of people with infinite agendas riding in the same vehicle. And everyone has their own little rituals while engaging in this transit. It’s definitely a bizarre situation where you could spend hours pondering everyone’s story. Me? I mostly just keep my head down, keep my nose clean and read.