I find I talk to my self while I commute (it's not that wierd. Really!). Here are some random thoughts that I find pop into my head often
hmm why is the train making that noise?
which door opens at this stop?
am I on the right train? (note: i haven't gotten on the wrong train. yet.)
ooooh boot envy! (this is a very regular occurance as I often covet other girls' boots/coats/scarves/bags/whatever)
I wonder if his wife helped him pick out his clothes?
geeze. I wore too much/too little clothing today. I'm hot/cold!
I wonder if I can make it across the street in 5 seconds. oops, no. sorry mr. truck driver!
Is it icy or just wet?
That is a really cute dog. That rides the escalator (back story: there is a blind woman who commutes from my metro stop. She has a german shepherd seeing-eye dog. they are amazing).
Everybody in this neighborhood is a running fool.
I wonder if he is a spy.
What is she reading? can't...quite...read...the...title.
I wonder where they are traveling to/from? (I live on the line that goes through Reagan Airport, so I see lots of people with suitcases, before or after their flight).
I hope that family had a good time touring the capitol, the mom sure is enthusiastic.