Friday, July 5, 2013

Parallel universe

My favorite thing about New York was when two subway trains would run parallel underground and you could see into the other train. The speed gives the metal between the windows the fell of an old-time film, where the slides aren't fast enough and your brain can process the skips. It's like looking into another world: another car full of people, some reading, some talking, some with headphones, all going to the same place as you but on a track in another universe. Like a film projected on the tunnel walls to fill the tedious gaps in between stops. Lives running parallel to ours but never touching. I could see people talking, gesticulating wildly and could practical hear them. I wonder if anyone in the parallel universe looked over at me and thought the same thing.

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