J train Wonders
The electronic wave of The XX’s “ Intro ” makes its way into my ear drums, letting me know its time for me to wake up-6:00 A.M. My whole body aches as I stretch in bed. Maybe I could sleep for a little bit longer? My scrawny body tries to convince my mind that missing one day of school wouldn’t hurt. “Why couldn’t I just have been a bum?” After about 10 minutes of internally fighting with myself, I finally decided it was now or never. Following the daily routine of getting ready, I left my house just in time to catch the J train. This was my favorite part of the morning. The train cart had a maximum of ten people in it –perfect. That was definitely one of the perks of living in the middle of nowhere Woodhaven. I sat at my usual window seat and closed my eyes as I enjoyed the bumpy journey; which for me acted as a mother rocking its baby to sleep. Growing up in New York City, riding on uneven trains was my lullaby; something about familiarity always gave me the best sleep. “What ti