It was way too quiet at the Princeton train station tonight, returning from band practise. Not even car sounds. Then there
are these amtrak trains that go by at incredible speeds, clearing the station in a few seconds. I leaned against the railing and looked down at the
plants below for a while, thinking 'would this make a good photograph? could a flash be used?' After a few minutes I got back up to look for the
train, and when I turned around saw a spider crawling along the railing toward where I had been. Holy crap, if I hadn't gotten up that spider
probably would have crawled onto me. Who knows how long it might have been before I noticed it, or in what frightening circumstances?
I've long had my most interesting thoughts in moments of dozing off and waking up again--microsleeps as they are sometimes
called. Not really very different from normal dreams, but often more connected to the situation you're in, and more interesting because you can
almost feel the memory of it fading from your mind as you wake up and redistribute your mental energy to understanding what's actually going on.
I had one on the train tonight. I had the four fingers of my right hand holding the book I was reading, and I tapped the book with the nail of
my ring finger, and at the same time thought of our band's singer's mother saying to me, "we tried to hear your signal, but we were only checking
the index finger" so they hadn't been able to find me. Damn I thought, why did I use the ring finger?
The sky was brown this morning and now it's brown again. Much darker, but somehow the same brown. What is this? Amazingly
it was sunny in New Jersey, in the afternoon. It really ought to be the other way around.