January 20, 2011

• psycho-delic

  I don't know why all the crazies are attracted to me on the train on my normal commute home on the 7 train for example. As usual, the train was packed and there was a girl pushing her back against mine. We were standing elbow to elbow and back to back. In front of me is sitting some kind of guy who appeared be hispanic and in his early 20's. Every seat was full next to him. He seemed normal, dressed properly for the winter and for 90% of the train ride was dozing until right before the stop he needed to get off.

  All of a sudden he went nuts. I think looking back, I may have influenced him by projecting my thoughts into his small mind. At the time I was thinking how uncomfortable it was in the train and I needed to flex or stretch but there was absolutely no room. Then the guy springs into action. First thing he does is stretch his legs, and steps on my shoes. Then he steps on both of them and then starting pushing out with his legs. Next he started with the arms and flailing them side to side in a slow stretching motion as if the two people to both sides of him didn't exist. His hands went up the guy to his left's face like an octopus' tentacles and the kept squirming and stretching as if something uncomfortable was bothering him.

  Then came the final act. Mind you, this is a train packed like sardines and there was no room, yet magically as the guy rolled off the train seat onto the floor everyone managed to squeeze even tighter and made the room for him. He almost looked like he was trying to break dance. Instead he did a swirling motion with his whole body in the fetal position for a good minute. Round and round he went. Everyone magically made room and looked on in disbelief or amusement.
  The other odd thing to keep in mind is that there was no sound throughout any of this. None from the guy, nor any from the onlookers or even the guy he face planted with his hands. I of course had front row seats to all the action and didn't say anything either.
  The lady that sat next to him ran for the hills and I can tell most of the people were fearful he might do something violent. But alas, it was not meant to be. He just composed himself after his floor antics and sat back down onto his other neighbor's seat who had also left, and then acted as if nothing had happened at all. At the next stop he simply stood up and got out.

  After the show, the two seats remained eerily empty despite not having anything on them.
  That's a NY train ride for ya.

  This public service announcement was brought to you by the number 7. And kids, don't do drugs.

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