We're all talking again
Nobody talks to anyone in February.
Nobody.
It is quiet on TRAX.
People huddle in their coats to try and stay warm.
Some ride TRAX because the street life is too cold
and not being able to sleep out in the cold they board TRAX early and sleep on the seats.
I watch as many heads nod in the rhythm of the train riding on the rails.
Everyone just stares or sleeps in the darkness of the morning as we go and in the darkness of the evening and as we return.
But it is now March and it is warmer and the sun is nearly up when we arrive at our destinations.
People are talking.
People are listening in on conversations and are smiling and nodding and saying hello.
Oh how I love that people are talking again!
Gone for another year is February.
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