Scenes from the Train

This morning on the train:

A lady.

With a big glass bowl.

Filled with broken up rice cakes and what I am only guessing was a jar of peanut butter.

Eating with a wooden spoon.


Also, this morning on the crosswalk:

A little brown bird flew into my leg.

Next, said bird sat on the crosswalk in the middle of a million people trying to cross the street.

A bird guardian angel picked him up and ushered him to the sidewalk.