The Blue Line on Time

There is something wrong with the sidewalks.

-Something wrong with these metal carriages which sit on hot, empty pavement and that barbed wire fence around it all. It bugs me.

There is something wrong with the Sears Tower. I never liked it. I don't know what it is. Everyone is speechless.

Except for the crazies. Lol.

Something is clanging nearby.

And something else is rattling.

Don't ask me why I think about these things.

The Vice President is a little strange. He sounds like he is out for murder. His eyes were hot red that... one time...

At least the meeting ended peacefully. What more can you ask for? And the Blue Line is on time again. Nice!

I make it to my seat. Thank God there is nobody bothering me.

This is the part where I check my phone. Instead, I would rather look out the windows of the car. Oh my God, that jogger almost ran into that guy.

I have that bad feeling again.

I'm probably being dramatic. I remember that one time my father...

...Nevermind.

It's good to have a moment to reflect but...

My mother always told me I think too much.