The Noon Train

Spent three hours writing German essays for class—absolutely brutal. Afternoon classes were just us messing around after that, nothing serious left to do.

The noon train was packed, obscenely so. Two cars that somehow held five times what they should have. It wouldn’t even move at first, just sat there. Then the announcement to depart from track 3, and right after, the power cut. I thought for a second we were about to get hit from behind, but eventually the thing lurched forward.

The track switches were chaos—everyone falling into everyone else. One of those moments you probably should experience once, just to know it can happen.

No idea what I’m doing tonight. Winter makes me lazy.