Stream of Consciousness/Free Indirect Discourse of my commute to Baruch – Kaitlyn Moriarty

My commute to Baruch starts with me leaving my room and walking to the elevator and pressing “L” to go down to the lobby.  As I leave the lobby, I make a right when I get outside and walk to 96th street.  I make another right when I get to 96th and walk towards Lexington Avenue.  I swipe my metro card when I get into the station and then I make a right to the downtown side and go down the staircase on my right.  I get on the train and get off at 23rd street.  When I exit the subway station I am on Park Ave S. so I walk straight down towards 23rd and Lex until I get into the Lawrence Building.  As I was walking to the subway there was a misty rain fogging up my glasses.  I noticed a man running to the 6 train and then I noticed a woman wearing a skirt and rain boots and first thought, “wow she must be freezing” and then thought, “wow what was she thinking?”  As I was walking I smelt the coffee carts and their various pastries and I smelt laundry from the apartment buildings along 96th street and I absolutely love the smell of laundry, it puts me in a good mood.  Besides when I was questioning the woman’s outfit choice, I was thinking about my day and how to go about it because I have to study for my BIO lecture midterm so I decided to stay after English and then go to the library, read half of my notes (which is when I realized the highlighter I had with me is dead and has been dead for like 5 days) and then I’ll come back and shower.  But as I was in English I began to get hungry so I had to factor that into my plan.  By the time I got to the station, the 6 train was pulling in and that’s always the best feeling when you get to the train in perfect timing because one time, on a day like this, I was rushing down the stairs to catch the train but the stairs were wet and therefore slippery and I literally slid down every step and pulled out like 80 hairs while doing so.  Across from me was a girl that looked like she was a little younger than me, her name was Selena.

The 6 train is almost ALWAYS delayed/slow/being held by the train dispatchers and will be moving momentarily.  What is that about?  Why is the most irritating subway one of the only two subways on the East side?  The girl across from me looks very tired, very glossy eyed, it is 8 am so it’s perfectly understandable.  She probably should do something about those bags under her eyes though.  She probably is a student considering the time she is up but she doesn’t look old enough to be an adult who has a career and responsibilities and she has a bag that can fit easily up to 6 notebooks.  It’s interesting you never know the story behind a person especially just by looking at them.

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