The power of one

I had to walk to work today. It actually takes about the same amount of time taking the train when you factor the stops, I'm only about a mile away.


I arrived to my stop this morning to find the train stalled on the tracks with a scene unfolding. A girl, seen in the second pic, had apperently fallen to the floor and was weeping quietly. A man, possibly her boyfriend, was trying to comfort her. There was a Trimet police officer standing outside the open doors.

I never did find out what the real problem was, I just assessed the situation and started walking. I looked at the faces of all the other passengers, annoyed and concerned as their day was impacted. Held up by one misplaced.

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