The simple act
Tuesday, April 30, 2013 @ Tuesday, April 30, 2013
There are reasons why I hate taking the last train home. 

One of the main ones is because I really hate seeing people sleep on the train and miss their stops. 

It's around 12am at night so by logic, they're probably heading home to get a good night's sleep. But somewhere along the way home they drift to sleep. I can see them in my head right now. The panicked look around when they wake up wondering, where am I right now? Then they stand up and immediately get off at the next station. 

It makes my heart ache. 

Especially when it's old people ): 

Since I live at near the end of the line, people usually get off at my stop or at Boon Lay (which is more likely) cause Joo Koon station is a god forsaken place where no one goes to. So this old indian uncle was sitting across me sleeping. I was worrying about where he got off and about him missing his stop and him trying to flag down a taxi this late. I told myself I would wake him up before I got off the train. But he managed to somehow wake up just before my stop and he wandered off the train sleepily. 

I'll always remember this one incident where I was on the last train and I fell asleep. An indian man was kind enough to tap me on the shoulder to wake me up at my stop. I swear, I was so grateful that I thanked him profusely and despite how sleepy I was, I couldn't stop smiling. 

I love nice people. 
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