Subway angst

Riding the train every day is starting to have an odd effect on me. I got on the elevator in my building this morning and had to stand in the center of the car. As the doors closed, I immediately got nervous that I wasn’t holding on to anything. I actually had to remind myself that I was in an elevator, not a train car.

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