I left out yet again a little late. I caught the #2 bus. It was driven by a man wearing glasses. The bus oddly enough got me to the light rail station on time. I didn’t have to run this morning.

Also when I got on the train the “makeup monster” was aboard. Luckily, this time she was not applying finger nail polish. She had a large mirror out applying lipstick.

I don’t believe I’ve described her before other than saying that she wears garish amounts of makeup.

I’d say she’s about a size 16, has freckles, greasy looking curly hair with blonde streaks running throughout. Usually she wears tight lycra biker shorts. At least that’s what she seemed to have worn a lot during the summer. I doubt if she wore those shorts this morning. It’s 34 degrees outside!

After an absence of several weeks the light rail baby has returned! It seems to have circles under it’s eyes as if it either didn’t get a wink of sleep last night or was roused from sleep. It’s wearing a dark parka and a striped hat with a pom pom on top. It is looking around the train curiously at passengers. The baby’s mother has been on the train regularly however this is the first time in a long while that she’s bought the baby along.

AN EXPERIMENT:This section is being written on my commute home. Normally, I write these posts on my commute to work. Recently, on the ride home I have been getting this nauseous feeling. So in an experiment to combat that feeling I thought it would be fun to write a section in the evening.

I don’t know what’s causing the nausea I feel on my train ride home in the evening. I have a suspicion that it’s the homeless people boarding the train to keep warm.

I’m now in the last car I would normally board the first car. I’m avoiding it this evening because I see this weird homeless or crazy woman on that car. She’s a very tall black woman who wears a scarf on her head along with a kangol hat. She appears to spend her days simply riding the trains. She always stands up even though there are plenty of seats. She sometimes mutters to herself. Every now and then she starts to vogue. You know that stupid dance where you just change poses. Madonna sang about in a song eons ago.

Luckily, someone has the top window open in the last car. I never feel sickly during the morning. I believe that’s because it’s early and the trains have been given the opportunity to air out overnight. Since the window is up I’m going to put the Alphasmart away. I’ll wait until we get to the Falls Road stop to see if I get nauseous.

>>>Falls Road Stop- I don’t feel the slightest bit of nausea. I think the influx of air has helped a lot. I suppose in the future I should gather up the fortitude to open up the window on my evening commute. In case you’re wondering the light rail has heating vents along the sides of the car. With the top window open