Lonely Train Guy

I was riding the train, coming home from work today.
I sat on the South Side of the train,
listening to U2's One,
watching the traffic drive along the highway.

I was thinking about how good that song is,
and was getting in a Mellon collie sort of mood.
I wasn't depressed today,
since it was the last day of work before Christmas break,
but sitting there on the train,
listening to that song,
put me in a Mellon collie mood.

I could see my reflection in the window,
and thought that I looked like that cliche guy,
riding the train,
thinking deep thoughts,
or getting away from his problems.

This morning it was snowing,
which turned to rain as I left for work.
As I arrived at the Streetcar stop,
there was a woman waiting there,
who had no clue as to where she was.
She told me that she got off the bus,
and wanted to get to St. Joes.
I helped her along,
telling her which Streetcar to take,
and she appreciated it so very much.

As I was on the Streetcar,
at a stop along Queen Street,
a young woman,
probably in her late teens,
stepped on and sat next to me.
She looked a little spaced out,
and I could smell the marijuana smoke,
heavily on her coat.

The temperature dropped severely during the day,
turning all of the rain on top of the snow into ice.
The TTC closed down the Streetcars,
because of fears that the wires would break from the ice.
This is the reason I ended up taking the train home in the evening.

I took a few pictures during the day,
first of the traffic driving past my condo in the morning,
then of frozen trees in the evening.

Anyway,
today is the eve of Christmas Eve,
and tomorrow is Christmas Eve.

Have fun...

DB