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I discovered a few months ago that our local subway offers tours of its command center!
Super exciting!

Wandering among large buildings in the early mornings, I stood at the front door of the serious-business office, staffed by officials in subway uniforms. I was impressed by the variety of people that showed up and acquainted myself with the hodgepodge tourists.

“C’mon in.”
A lady, donning a sunflowery dress and a lanyard-badge, signaled for us for follow her.
mbta tour lady

One by one, we trailed behind her and sardined ourselves in an elevator.

The elevator opened up to a gleaming hallway, not unlike any esteemed hotel.
The lady gripped the handlebars of a large wooden door, and with the sweeping extension of her arm, turned the knobs and revealed a large conference room, overseeing the the entire command operations on the floor below.
MBTA command center

It was incredibly movie-esque: the wide of cameras, the light-up display boards, and the radio hum seeping through the conference room’s glass walls.

The lady began to explain some of the intricacies of being a subway command center operator.
She excitedly articulated what I thought was the coolest tidbit: the “East to West” phenomenon.
“East to West” was the guarantee that the very last subway trains of the night made all of their possible connections! The amount of planning for it to happen was incredible!
last train
The tour was enlightening. I learned a lot about the subway.
Now, I’ll view them in a interesting light on my everyday ride.

I have what my friends call “agrarian fantasies”.
I daydream about what’s it like to live in the good olde days, out by some country side.
Country Girl
I’d be pickling beautiful jars of vegetables, in a cozy farm house.
In the summer, I’d lay in the field of wild grass, surrounded by fireflies.
I love these romantic reveries.
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I also have not-so-agregrian fantasies, such as becoming a subway musician.
Something about strumming some beautiful chord in a noisy city station appeals to me.
Subway cars’ll unload busy crowds rushing towards to their lives.
Somewhere, an ear’ll pick up the sweet sound of music and pause for an ever-so slight second.
At that moment, a secret gift has been exchanged.

To revel in my fantasy, I’m picking up guitar!
I’m in no way musically gifted.
As long as I keep a good attitude about it, I’ll be playing in subway stations in no time.
See you at the next stop!
Subway musician

In other news, my big Sleep No More project is coming alone nicely. Supplies are on their way!
project preview

*Edit: here’s the finished project