The Trip Home

I knew the direction of my day was going to change once my midterm was over. Did it ever. I left the building, started walking home & suddenly thought "I smell reefer"! Sure enough, there was a guy walking in front of me with "glaucoma". I'd have been alright if that was the only odd thing to happen however when it rains, it tends to pour.
Walking into the mall on my way to the train, the first thing I saw was a dude wearing nothing but a tight t-shirt & boxer briefs. Now I didn't stop to ask why he was all dressed down, but I figured it was either a promotion or he was interviewing for a position as a manikin. The highlight of this journey through the mall though came on the other end while I was swimming through a mob of people. You know how sometimes the crowd in the mall just seems to part & you find yourself coming face-to-face with someone? Well, put yourself into my size 11's for a minute. The person in the crowd was a girl... & that girl had a penis. I mean, it was CLEARLY a dude who looked like he stole Efe's wardrobe. I didn't laugh because that would've been rude however, I didn't do a great job of hiding how ridiculous I thought this guy looked. Shout-outs to my 'WTF/LOL' expression.

I eventually raced to the train in time to flop onto one of the few empty seats. I thought I must've flopped too hard because this guy next to me asks "Are you a student?" Students have a bad reputation on the train, but whatever. I'll take whatever this old-man has to dish out. I said yes & we end up in a discussion about education. Apparently he was a high-school teacher in my old 'hood & likes talking to random people. Dude had stories upon stories to tell. The kicker occurred as I was leaving this impromptu lecture on life lessons. He told me that I've got a good personality & that I'm going to get far in life. Now, let that marinate. A random stranger spent less than an hour talking to me & thought I was "special". If someone can tell me how I can get just one girl to think like he does, I'd be set for life. Side-note: Shout-out to the random girl I gave a big high-five to. Yep, that's how I roll.

In conclusion, I meet more dudes than most girls & more girls than most dudes (especially when the girls are dudes in disguise). Not all people on the train are crazy & some of them even think I'm a decent person. Hopefully, this afternoon wasn't all just a second-hand, weed-induced hallucination. But even if it was, it wasn't a bad one at all.