I like to watch people when I'm on the train. A subway car is like a scaled-down version of an airport, where people from all walks of life are forced to bump into each other on their way to their final destination. So many people that I don't typically meet. Like the young man who stood across from me the other day.
He was dressed like a fried egg. He wore a soft-white zip-up hoodie with matching sweatpants and a yolky-yellow flat hat. He was striking, too, because of his long and lean stature. I was impressed by how he had a nonchalant way about him and managed to keep his clothes so immaculate, so fresh and clean. I put some care into how I look, but he clearly cared about the condition of his clothes and was very purposeful about dressing himself. My mind wanders and invariably conjures up refe rences to food or pop culture I wonder what adjectives he'd use to describe himself, if he set out to be "sunny side up" in a literal and/or figurative way.
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