''I'm just not that hungry right now'' I responded while gathering my things from the washroom, ''I think I'll go home''.
I sat on the train and watched the people in my same car; an English family on a vacation, a young couple holding hands, one on two off, three on, four off. Everyone either coming or going somewhere, while I just sat, and watched, all the way to Brooklyn.
Seems like everyone is moving forward, going somewhere, taking chances, living their lives, while I'm still sitting in the same spot, watching them go by.
