This blog tends to go different angles...& it all depends on my mood for that day. Please bear with me through these changes. As I walked out of my apartment heading to the subway station, the road looked like white blankets with dots of human feet that led to different destinations.
As I walked into the subway, It was empty & I reflected some more. I had a rare quiet moment until it was rudely interrupted. It’s always interesting to me the empty stares people have on their faces as they are sitting across from each other...faces void of any emotion. I seem to always have a smirk & I steal a few glances from the dark subway window.
During these cold months, the subway cars become a resting place for some homeless people & every once in a while, I run into them; carrying their belongings in a shopping cart. It’s a sad sight to behold but on Tuesday, I had to switch cars...not because of the sad picture but from the stench that evaporated from him. As I walked out of the subway station, I heard the MTA employee announce loudly into the midnight air that this was the last stop and the train was returning to the garage...my heart fell because I knew that he will have to find somewhere else to sleep for the night.
What can we do to make this world a better place? It starts by actually ''doing.'' Only heaven knows what mistakes & misfortunes that befell him...these experiences continue to make me a better person & to value life and the little blessings that come my way every day. Every day is not always a good fashionable day on the NYC subways.
Love,
Jennifer
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