I've not written much about my commuting experience lately. Largely because I've not written much lately but that's besides the point.
I now have a new journey to work and I have new lemmings to ponder over. I make up stories for them while I knit. The ones that stare, slack jawed I tend not to bother much with but I did watch a delicious interaction the other morning that just made me smile.
I noticed a girl standing next to me, wearing voluminous red. I glanced up at her face and approved of her blunt fringe and slight frown of concentration as she read. How lovely. I then saw the man 2 foot away, peeping up at her from across the carriage. He couldn't help himself. It was so cute.
In my head they got off at the same station and then she bumped into someone and dropped her book allowing her to glance up and see him, smiling at her. He hands her the book and they get coffee and forget to go to work until it's 11am and they jump up, suddenly aware of the world again.
Soppy? Yes. But you try being cheerful on the circle line at 7am.