Brellies, Trains

Yesterday, I walked out of my door and to the subway and got down the stairs before realizing I hadn't checked the sign to make sure it was a downtown train. But then I realized I'd done it enough times to know it WAS a downtown train, and that I HAD in fact checked the sign, without even thinking about it.

And then this morning I was walking down the street in the rain, coffee and pastry in hand, and I wasn't thinking about how to get anywhere, or whether I would be late, or why I had moved, or when I would ever remember to bring a numbrella.

Suddenly, I was just me, walking down the street. And I knew where I was, and I knew how to get where I was going, and I had tucked a numbrella under my arm, just in case.

{Brellie, flickr}