I must first say that I've written a lot of negative things about the subway. But lately I've been thinking about the good stuff.
It's true that you are able to nap, read or sit with your thoughts despite being temporarily stuck underground with strangers. The ride is also somewhat smooth and the temperature is bearable..unless it's packed. There's also entertainment at some points. I especially love the man at 42 St who sings songs like Stand By Me, Just My Imagination...and that song with the line..but I do know that I love you, and I know that if you love me too, what a wonderful world it would be. He's so good. I always stop to listen to him and I mean I let a train or two pass so I can hear him because music like that can turn a bad day in the city around. His music changes the atmosphere in that part of the subway and last night while he was singing it seemed like everyone around him was dancing, smiling, or just enjoying his presence..or maybe it was all in my head. The point is he changed my mood. And the subway isn't always that bad. Sometimes though it smells awful and there are perils everywhere. But those small moments that I can enjoy feel like the well needed poetry in my life in the city.
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