One of those neat city moments

So I’m coming home after a meeting on the Green line, sitting on the train, just listening to my music. For most of the ride my eyes do not focus on anything, and then I notice a familiar face. It’s W., a friend and ex-boss of one of my former roommates, who lives on the other side of New Jersey in Shaw. I disconnect my earphones and she comes over to sit and chat. We exit out the same station and we just talk and catch up all the way to her door. After I wave goodbye to her I start to think, if I drove alone to and from work, instead of taking public transit, I would have missed such a wonderful opportunity to connect with one of my neighbors.