waking up
I woke up today in Jersey. The air outside was thick and gray. I slept walked to my car and watched myself drive to the movie theatre parking lot. Someone else parked my car and walked to the bus stop across the street. He waited in line with the other people going to New York.
I watched as he stared straight ahead during the bus ride to the city. He seemed to be deep in thought as his legs carried him off the bus and through the bus terminal. The crowds of people surrounded him as he stepped onto the sidewalk. Each person seemed hurried and unforgiving. The men handing out the free newspapers demanded that passersby take one. I watched him as he walked quietly through the crowd. His forehead was wrinkled as he tried to solve an impossible problem. The problem remained until he reached the classroom and saw his first student.
"Good morning, Jenny," he said cheerfully. The day had begun.
