meet a stranger on the train

Once again, this summer I managed to get hold of a summer job. The downside to it, is that I have to work. The upside that I get to spent a tedious hour and a half on the train every day now.
The way I put it, that sounds like 2 downsides. But that’s where you’re wrong.
Sure, sitting on the train, watching the world pass by isn’t quite what I’d like to fill the rest of my life with. But somehow, I find it enticing. Getting in and out of people’s lifes, and people hopping in and out of mine.
Everybody’s watching each other. Thinking about each other. Simply because there’s nothing else to do. It fills the atmosphere with a strange sense of possibility.
Someday, I’ll be on my way to work when a beautiful person gets on, who fills the train with his radiance instantly. The train is almost empty, but he’ll seat himself only 2 seats away. I can glance at him from the corner of my eyes. I know that he does the same.
And then all of the sudden, all the built up tension dissappears. Because he starts talking to me. Or I’ll start talking to him. So that’s what we’ll do.
I know that soon I will arrive at my destination and that he will keep on waiting for his station to roll by. We don’t mind. We’ve met, and that’ll do.