I commute to school, and it’s quite interesting. Many think that most, if not all, people who ride trains are just dead zombies who don’t move until they’ve reached their station. But if one does observe well enough, each person moves. Although, not so much that everyone notices. I have to keep myself busy because I travel very far, and it would be a pretty boring ride if I just stood there staring out the window.
I notice that a lot of people who move the same way, even if they are completely different from one other. People who stand clutching the handrails usually shift their eyes to the slightest movement that distracts them from staring outside. People who are seated usually just sleep or relax, but they shift and adjust because the seats in the LRT are quite uncomfortable or the person next to them is fidgeting.
Here’s what I saw yesterday.
As I was climbing the steps of Vito Cruz station, I noticed that I was the only person there. I was hoping that there were no people or at least a small number of people on the station platform. After the station guard shuffled the things inside my bag, I had to race to the ticket booth because a group of old ladies just arrived, and they were right behind me. The ladies in the ticket booth must be so bored; I can’t imagine myself doing a single task for eight hours straight. Taking money then giving tickets, repeat until desired or dead. Continue reading “Movement: Train”