| Listening to: Screeching of the Subway Over My Mp3 Player |
We submitted the document and the meeting ended. I sprang out of my chair and wished everyone a good weekend on my way through the door. I walked up the stairs that connect the 30th and 31st floor and looked out through the large windows to where the Brooklyn Bridge spanned across the river. Shadows cast down across the river from the skyscrapers blocking the sun but beyond the bridge the water glistened with sunlight.
I went back into my classroom, logged off from my computer and headed for my locker. I quickly shoved my books in and hurried to the elevator; I wanted to get out of there and start my weekend! I took the elevator down to the lobby and pushed my way through the revolving door into humid evening. I walked swiftly up the street, admiring the giants towering above me but kept with the flow of traffic towards Wall St. I walked down the stairs, swept past the turnstile with a beep echoing behind me. I walked down another flight of stairs and kept to the right trying to find a spot close to the uptown track. I wedged myself into the crowd and waited a couple of minutes for the train to arrive. I was lucky enough to get a seat as a rush of people swept onto the 3 train.
I reached for my paper but realized that I had finished reading it on my way to work. So I just sat there and thought about my day and my work. The train sped up and visible shapes turned to blurs which turned to black as we exited the station. We zoomed past stations where posts, people and shapes on the walls formed a pseudo-collage as we passed by. Dark fell again. Then all of a sudden a bright light flashed into the window across from me. I’d seen it the previous day but couldn’t figure out what it was. The train slowed just enough for me to make out silhouettes working on the tracks under bright spotlights hanging above them. More white canvases passed as we sped past the stations.
We slowed at Fulton, Chambers, Park Pl, 14th st, 34th st, 42nd times square, flew thirty blocks to 72nd and I departed at 96th…home sweet home.
View from my office building, 31st floor:










































