So when I’m on the train, I write all sorts of things on my phone. Things that bug me, things I like, letters to strangers, self-help tidbits and whatever else pops up in my crazy mind. I call these notes my train of thoughts (as opposed to train of thought, that’s me trying to be witty). I think I’ll start sharing some of them with you guys. Here goes nothing from a few weeks back:
Dear lady on the train, I could tell you were in a crazy rush to grab that seat next to me. The way you rushed at it like a guided missile, nope that wasn’t a rock, that was my foot you stepped on, and Yes- the space between is really too small to fit anyone besides maybe a 4 year old child. You might not know this, but my general train rule is I won’t make myself unreasonably uncomfortable just so you can be (unless of course you are elderly, disabled, a child or pregnant). However, I see you’re so very much committed to this prime real estate 5 inches of space, so I’ll just stand up and let YOU be comfortable. Why You ask? Cos it’s not that serious and I’m not that committed. Enjoy.
Next time on train of thoughts: Dude, are u seriously combing your hair on the train- combing with a comb??? Am I the only one watching this? Somebody, Anybody?
Oh and before I leave you guys, if you just so happen to like the watch I’m wearing (I’m currently obsessed with it), then you may want to stay tuned this week. There’ll be a GIVEAWAY for a Daniel Wellington watch, yup, you’ll get a chance to win one for yourself. Deets to follow.
and gosh darn it, we’re back to a 5 day work week.