com*mute; v. to travel regularly over some distance, as from a suburb into a city and back these are the collective stories of my daily commute, whether by train or on foot
Thursday, November 8, 2012
The gentle giant
Last night waiting for my train I saw this shadow pass by, looming over me. I turned around and saw this giant of a man. I wasn't the only one who noticed, this woman across the platform looked up at him and back at me. I never understood the term "eyes as big as saucers" until that moment. She looked resigned and went back to resting against the pole, she was about 5ft. I couldn't help but smile as he went and rested on the other side of that pole. I was curious how he was going to fit inside the train car, but alas my train came first, but not before I snapped a picture.
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