The world is being odd this morning. A perfectly normal looking woman, suit, briefcase, sitting across from me on the train, leaned over and said "I feel strange. Do you feel strange? This isn't my stop, but I'm going to get off here anyway" and did so.
It's raining outside, and it looks all wrong, somehow.
It's raining outside, and it looks all wrong, somehow.
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The strangeness was the fact that she actually spoke to me, breaking the traditional silence between strangers on the train, and the oddness of the statement itself...
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Must admit, when I've been on the DART, I've often wanted to get off at the bird reserve just as you get out of Dublin going south.
I did get off at the beach down by Bray once...
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Which reminds me, I have a bunch of photographs of Dun Laoghaire I should really get online...
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