I get on the train at Town Hall Station.
It’s not been a long wait at the platform - but I am restless on my feet, pacing about, staring up the screen times and destinations.
An old woman sitting at a bench calls out to me. I don’t hear what she says.
I raise my head and my eyes upwards like I am asking her a question.
She speaks again. “Are you right?”
“Yea…