So I've been a little heartbroken lately, but when I was standing on the platform waiting for the R train today, I realized I was overly happy to see it when it came. You see, the R and I have a special relationship. It gets me on a level that no other train seems to.
Decide not to walk all the way home and instead duck into the subway out of the rain? The R is there for me.
Running late for some appointment and super nervous about it? The R will be there within 5 minutes.
Get lost somewhere in Brooklyn and for some reason can't read the map? The R always finds me.
When I was in high school, I heard a sermon once that was about living with an "attitude of gratitude". In that moment today, I considered what that really would mean. Obviously I'm grateful for the big things: food, clothing, shelter, waking up every day and doing what I love. But I'd like to spend more time being grateful for the little things, like the R train.
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