All my no-hassle days lead up to this day.
Woke up late, hurrying to blow dry my hair.
Donated those nine inch locks, thankfully.
Drove in a bit of a hurry, one can only go so fast.
With only a minute to spare before the train starts to roll in, I parked my car. Glanced at the platform and no people. Then I saw some heads moving – on to the other platform!
Running like I have never ran before. Like my life (and face) depended on it. Imagine the shame I have to face for running with my hair flying and my poise gone?
Down the stairs I go. Then up again. Up again one more time. Then, the final lap to the train.
Imagining this was a marathon (wherein I had the slightest chance of winning).
Noticed people have gone in many seconds ago. Just a few more steps…
Then I trip.
Just like those you see on the TV.
Tripped on a bag the lady dropped while walking.
Got on the train.