Got my pass, ready to go. Just have to wait now until the train comes. Not too long after sitting, I could hear the screeching of the large vehicle as it was making its way closer before coming to a complete stop in front of where I was sitting. I hopped on, took my seat near a window. I sat alone, but actually there were only a few other people. There was an old couple sitting down, and a tall, what I could I assume to be a teen based on the attire and a backpack as though they were done with school for the day; standing near one of the train doors... However I couldn't make out what they looked like entirely since their face was decently hidden by the hood blocking most of their face from the angle I was in.

I took my mind off of the other passengers and instead, switched my attention to the window. The world quickly passed by like slides in a presentation, or fast-forwarding through a movie. To be honest I let my mind drift, easily forgetting how far along the journey I was. However, I knew that the next stop was mine. I got up to go stand at the door so I could get off. I noticed I was the only one still here. Just a little longer though. I looked at the map on the wall, and confirmed this was true.

As everything seemed right, the conductor made a brief announcement stating that we would have to take a quick detour due to blockage found further down the tracks. He disclosed where we would stop, so I checked the map again to see the stop that he mentioned was not too far out of the way from where we are now, but would add another ten to fifteen minutes to the ride. Ok, not a problem. Things happen…

Some minutes passed by, we pulled up to our detour stop. The doors opened, and I moved away from the door in case someone tries to get on. I stood there, but no one was coming yet. I stuck my head out the doors, to see if anyone was getting on any of the other cars. The place was like a ghost town. A slight breeze passed by the door, which was the only nice thing about this wait. I stood back, checking my phone and just trying to make the time pass faster and take my mind off the wait. Fifteen minutes gone. Come on already. Not too long after my internally made complaint, the doors hissed before closing. Finally! Of course, nothing goes that easy. Even though the train was ready to leave, we didn't move. Oh come on!

I was feeling impatient, especially since there was nothing going on; at least from my knowledge. It took another twenty minutes before the train began to move. We picked up speed, and looking through the windows, I could see the station becoming more distant with each moment. After a little over a half-hour passing, I was finally going home.