after running through throngs of poeple, mad dash to the bus and then the train, i finally arrived at the E train, i entered my customary car…only to realize that i’m the only one in there that has seen the inside of a bathroom in the last week…
my usual sunny self decides to go with a snide remark of “gee, something decided to poop in the subway car?” - which drew…well, no responses. the homeless population were sleeping every which way and probably couldn’t give two shits about who said what…
i walked out of that car…couldn’t stay in there as my gag reflex decided to have a grand ol time…as i stepped into the next car, already crowded with people, i wonder if they thought the same as i. they’re lepers to us, not necessarily to be shunned, but not to be counted…nor do we associate, or be close to them lest they transfer their dirt or luck onto us.
i’m absolutely guilty of this…and i wonder how many others are as well…and how many would admit it.
thoughts of helping do cross my mind…but possibly, they were just thoughts…
~ciao