you were indecisive @ carroll st (to get on the G or not). you got on the F, brown bag wheeling behind you. glasses, hair worn up, legs crossed while reading the wall street journal. you looked very serious this morning. you suddenly jumped off the train at Jay street, i-pod barely scraping the floor as you detrained. you noticed it & let it hang as you dragged that bag behind you. i would have liked to say, "hello".