Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Old Before Her Time

Woman with a cane, glasses, down filled puffy coat, bustles onto the train and down next to me on the bench. She continues to bustle as she settles in, fixing her hair, worrying her bag, twisting her headphones into and out of knots, wriggling the entire time, like a kid who has to go to the bathroom.

I try not to be rude on the train, only looking directly at people when I'm pretty sure I won't be observed, but I turn to look at her and I'm surprised - she looks like she's maybe late-twenties. She seems much younger than all that nervous, busy energy would have led me to believe.

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