Friends

You’ve got a friend in me.
You’ve got a friend in me.
If you’ve got troubles, and I got ‘em too.
There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.
If we stick together we can see it through,
Cause you got a friend in me.
Yeah, you got a friend in me.
~Randy Newman, Theme from Toy Story

As I was on the subway today I saw a guy get on who, from the corner of my eye, I judged to probably be a thug or someone equally into being macho ‘cuase all I saw was a leather jacket and someone who seemed jacked (again, let us note this is using my peripheral vision lol).  Upon further inspection, however, he turned out to be rather very good looking and well dressed with a nice button down, black slacks, and nice (SHINY as in well kept!) shoes.  And so I did my usual observing from looking in the window and seeing his reflection- however- he was sitting diagonally across from me so the window only proved to show me his head.  Oh well.   I gave up and watched as people came and went on the subway until a few stops later when Mr. Not-A-Thug got up and walked over to another guy who I had seen (via reflection in the window) on the other side of the subway car (who was also rather good looking).  Surprisingly- they were friends!  (not that they were friends but it always amazes me that people meet their friends on the subway considering just what those odds are when you consider they subway comes every 5 minutes during heavy volume hours and how many cars each subway train has) 

I observed the interaction between the two musing about having a friend along on the ride and how tomorrow I myself would have a friend along with me since this weekend is my birthday weekend.  It’s interesting how oftentimes I find myself either bored on the subway, absorbed in reading, chatting with a co-worker who was going in my direction, observing others, or many times passed out from exhaustion since I get an average of 5 hours of sleep every weeknight (hense the lack of regular posts).  How many others deal with the humdrum of communting?  How many others deal with this monotony that I sometimes wish I could escape?