Both of my morning trains were remarkably uncrowded this morning.

I walked right onto the 6 without having to squeeze myself in or wait for several trains to pass by. There was even room to read my shitty newspaper. (The shitty newspaper is free, and I have little interest in reading it, but it’s handed out at 77th Street by the nicest lady in the world, who sings, “Good morning! Have a good day! It’s a happy day! Have a lovely day!” and you just can’t say no.)

The NRW (I never notice which one I actually get onto) was even less crowded. Very few people were waiting for it, very few people got off of it at Lexington, and very few people were on it in the first place. I actually got to sit down on a bench all by myself! Oh, and now that I think of it, it was definitely a dark green or blue bench, not individual orange seats, so that means it was definitely… um… unfortunately, I don’t know offhand which train has those benches.

I’m assuming a lot of people took the day off for Valentine’s Day. Good for them. While they’re scurrying around looking for the florist who still has red roses, I’m enjoying an easier commute.