Last Train Home

Today was my last official day of work. I have to come in tomorrow to wrap up some loose ends, but I will drive in, so this is my last ride on the CTA as a daily commuter. Thanks for taking me to work, relatively reliably, for the last seven years. Thanks for giving me the time to read. Thanks for helping us be a one-car family. Thanks for all the interesting characters who ride your cars. I will forever remember your smell, the stalagmites that grow on your platform floors, and the welcome sound of an approaching train. And I’ve never told anyone this before, but I have always had to look behind me as a train approaches, to make sure no one is going to push me onto the tracks. I’ll miss you, my smelly, somewhat reliable, dangerous friend.