Subwaynese

Now I realize I come from a non-cultured atmosphere. I realize that me being a white American in New York means absolutely nothing. In fact, the is one of the reasons I LOVE NYC! For once in my life, I am the minority As I sit here on the train on my way to work, I see an Hispanic mother of two completely burnt out and closing her eyes every chance she gets just dreaming of peace and quiet. I see a homeless man who takes up three seats, but nobody says anything to him they just occasionally hand him change and dollars. I see a teenage girl goth on the outside quietly playing on her cell phone. I see a middle aged woman reading her trashy love story with some sort of Fabio-ish half naked on the cover. I see ipods and mp3's, I see mittens and scarves, I see America going about their everyday lives, with an empty void just going through the motions. What happened to change? I just see normality.