Train stories

My commute was blissfully perfect today. Left the house at 6:47, encountered very little traffic and arrived at the train station at 7:11 (I’ve started tracking routes and times with the vague thought of calculating variances and means…). The train pulled away at 7:20 and into Back bay around 8:11. Got to Boston Datacenters before 8:30, making it a truly amazing sub-2 hour trip, door to door.

Plus, I got some solid sleep on the train.

I fell asleep shortly after being joined in my two seat bench. There was sort of an odd moment when I woke up as we were pulling into Back Bay. Usually on the train (and particularly on the T) everyone puts on their harsh commuter face to repel casual conversation. My seatmate and I both woke up at the same time. Before either of us could re-assume the icy stare, we shared a chuckle at the learned ability to wake up for a particular stop. It was a moment of unexpected human intimacy on an otherwise grey morning.

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