This morning I missed the Long Island Rail Road (LIRR) train to a conference by five minutes. This is day two of the conference and I was fortunate to make that train yesterday, but the bus/subway ran differently today and I left the Bronx subway stop eight minutes later. Since I knew I would anyway miss the LIRR train, I decided to stay on the local 1 subway where I had a seat and was comfortably reading my book, instead of switching to an express train at 96th street.
The thing about the LIRR is, like the Metro-North, it only runs every 40 minutes or so. As I sat waiting in a cafe which played soft rock music and watched the multitude of passers-by who regularly commute at 7am, I began to realize that even though I was exhausted and crabby, I did have 35 minutes of free time.
With the energizing music playing in the background, I opted out of continuing to read my book. Feeling bored, I went on Facebook. I saw a post by the cousin of Adam Krief, z’l, which accentuated how being alive is such a blessing.
Yes, waking up at the crack of dawn and commuting to Long Island was uncomfortable. But it was intriguing too. Here I was in Penn station observing the lives of hundreds of New Yorkers. Most days I am not part of this particular hustle and bustle, but today I was there to see it and experience its energy.
Feeling more liberated and less irritated, I did some calf stretches. A few minutes later I recorded a video for my Gila Health and Wellness YouTube channel documenting my unique morning experience.
Somehow, although I am anything but wide awake, this morning I am feeling very much alive.