what the joys of commuting mean to me

I almost kissed the girl on the train this morning who jabbed her husband in the ribs with her elbow and made him give me his seat.

A few minutes later, I glanced over and she was flipping through photos of a very small baby girl on her iPhone.


maresi said...

what a good woman. and an iPhone user, too!

Elena said...

It's a relief to know that there are some decent people on your commute!

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