this morning #892.

this morning, i got delayed & almost missed the train. thank god that i didn’t. as soon as i boarded & the train lurched forward, i went straight to the restroom & locked myself inside. to afford the fare, i needed to hide out for a couple of stops. it’d been a rough few months. a job that i’d only just started announced a round of cuts. i was summarily sliced away, leading to a drained bank account. on the plus side though, my lack of employment freed me up to head home for the holiday and, based on the sort of reception i received, possibly longer. ten minutes in, there was a soft knock on the door. i ignored it. a loud pounding & a shout to “get out of there & pay the damn fare” came soon thereafter.