Date: 18 June 2007
Location: Blue Line, toward Franconia-Springfield

It’s been a while.

I thought that today as I stepped on the Metro for the first time in 9 months. Sure, I’ve taken short jaunts on public transportation, both bus and Metro, in the last 9 months. But not as a commuter.

I had many pleasant surprises.

First, the same friendly man was passing out Express newspapers at the Potomac Metro station. Wearing the same brisk and closed expression, he passed out Express with the ruthless tenacity that I remember and love. No commuter escapes his courteous attention.

Second, it was a pleasant surprise to find the Metro full of commuters, and not tourists, Nats fans, or late-night booze or smoke-scented partyers.

Third, it was nice to read Express once again. Snippets of news pelted me with reckless abandon, just short enough to learn something… and easily forget. Swallowable, digestible, and ultimately empty — but how entertaining.

While it’s been nice driving to and fro from work, I prefer to surrender my fate to the great cogs of the public transportation system. For one, it’s ultimately better for the environment. For another it is liberating because instead of using up one’s energy to navigate from one point to another, I am using that energy to read, to think, and above all, to be.


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