Monday, January 28, 2008
a tunnel vision
Once upon a time, I sat on a moving subway train. Another train ran on an adjacent track, mere feet away from my train, going in the same direction, and at the same speed. The two parallel trains creates a strange sensation, and you start to feel like you may not be moving at all, if it weren't for the periodic beams that flash by every half second. I saw an older gentleman in the other train's car across the tracks. We faced each other, sitting, and probably both enjoying our weird race. In a small way, I relish when this happens. Finally, after a minute or so, the two trains veered and the distance between us grew more and more until we were seconds away from the other train disappearing into some other tunnel. I contentedly watched, and as the trains moved further and further apart, I mouthed, "goodbye" which the man saw. He smiled, I smiled, and in a flash, he was gone.
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It's almost like you split off and became two parallel universes. I wonder where that old man is today.
Probably living my life but slightly different.
It's kind of like the other Jennifer Morello who lives in the city and who also goes to the same doctor as I. One day i'll meet her and when I do, I have a lot of questions for her.
I LOVE that you said goodbye to him. So great!
Also, when you comment on your own posts, does that mean you are high-fiving yourself?
I love it when that happens, although I've never communicated with anyone like you did. That totally rocks.
Maybe I AM high-fiving myself. Maybe I am...
Yes, it was kind of a cool little moment.. :)
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