When I'm waiting for the train I like to be close to the edge of the platform. From there I get the the best vantage point for spying or hearing the oncoming transport. However, as it approaches the station, I always modify my stance from parallel to perpendicular to the tracks. It would be so easy for someone to come up from behind at the last second and transfer just enough energy onto my person as to propel me into a collision course with all the kinetic and momentus energy of the oncoming vehicles.
Crazy, right? While the modification of my lower limbs would slightly increase the prerequesite force to send me to my doom, it is by no means the best possible position to maintain to avoid such an occurance. Yet, this small defence that I mount somehow makes me more secure in my up close preparation for boarding a crowded thorax segment on the millipede home.
Upon entering the car, I look for a seat and something to do to detach myself from the reality and people around me. On good days I write or read, depending on my mood; on bad days I try to stay awake. Sometimes I do anything I can to distract mself from the intense desire to urinate on any light pole that I can see out the window flying in reverse as if it's heading back downtown.
Crazy, right? While the modification of my lower limbs would slightly increase the prerequesite force to send me to my doom, it is by no means the best possible position to maintain to avoid such an occurance. Yet, this small defence that I mount somehow makes me more secure in my up close preparation for boarding a crowded thorax segment on the millipede home.
Upon entering the car, I look for a seat and something to do to detach myself from the reality and people around me. On good days I write or read, depending on my mood; on bad days I try to stay awake. Sometimes I do anything I can to distract mself from the intense desire to urinate on any light pole that I can see out the window flying in reverse as if it's heading back downtown.