yesterday, there was the man who could hardly fit in the seat because of his weight, and a woman next to him who gave him a glaring look just to add to his discomfort. i could see from 9 rows back how heavy he was breathing. i wanted to give him my bottle of water but thought it might embarrass him further. i also wanted to dump that same water on that meanie sitting next to him.

there was the young, and nervous mother who was doing her best to juggle her overactive child. she was so embarrassed when that little hand slapped her in the face ~ she laughed, but i think she wanted to hit the child right back. instead she did the old "arm-squeeze" which sent the child into ear-piercing screams.

and then there was the north-shore hottie, who was on his cell, making deals left and right...i noticed when he ended the conversation he looked out the window and sighed deeply. he looks tired of the dance. he fell asleep almost immediately.

the construction worker, who was dripping with sweat, popped open the 32-ouncer the second he sat down. he finished it by the time we hit the 3rd stop. his pregnant wife was there waiting at the station. i noticed his angry face lit up when he saw her.

there was an elderly woman who wore a wool cap. how she could stand it in this heat? she seemed to be talking to her reflection in the window. she rubbed her thumb and pointer finger together the entire time. her other hand held onto a big bag which was filled with lots of other bags. where does she go? where does she live? what is she hearing inside her head?