Snoopy

By: Gabriela Yareliz

I am staring at this girl who has used her bronzer like self tanner as this train barrels toward the bridge tunnel. I forgot my bronzer, I think to myself. I did not forget my self-tanner. It’s one of those mornings. I woke up feeling like I had had a stroke (or what I imagine that feeling to be), and I remain groggy and skeptical of surroundings. There is a woman reading a book about Italy in Spanish next to me. An Asian man with a cute snoopy cap. How does the illustrator always manage to make Snoopy look so peppy? Here, Snoopy is dressed like a park ranger. Ranger hat and all. I admire the Snoopiness.

Ironically, on the morning I feel like my brain is fried, I finished the Dr. Amen brain course. My podcast won’t load until we hit the station before the tunnel.

As we arrive to that station, a woman gets on the train looking super dressed up. She wears a long black skirt with a high slit and sling back flats. Her blow dry is so on point for the level of misty rain we all had to walk through to get to this train. Everyone watches her as she opens her book The Turban and the Hat. I admire her silently with the rest of the train.

A guy with an “Amira” tattoo on his ear has his broken arm draped across him. I wonder who he fought. He definitely looks like the type who fought someone to break his arm. Maybe he did it for Amira?

In the corner, I see a familiar woman who takes up like three seats. She is very rude about it. She spends the whole train ride playing games with elbows up ready to elbow you in the face. I have been crushed and elbowed by her before. (It’s not so much how large she is but how inconsiderate as she decides to take up even more space, everyone near her be damned). I am relieved I chose a different seating area.

All the men standing at the grip polls are still staring at the pretty woman reading. She pretends to ignore them, but she has a slight smirk on her face that gives her away. That is magnetism at its finest. On a scale from gamer lady to pretty lady with the book, I am feeling like the best I can reach today is Snoopy. I am slowly pulling myself out of my Garfield the cat mood and trying to be peppy like Snoopy.

Snoopy in a raincoat will be the mood of the day.