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I try to sit in different cars when I ride the train to and from work.

I read once that it’s a good idea to change up your routines because it keeps your brain healthy. I don’t know if that is really true, but when I change my seat up I see and hear new people going about their day and all of that is food for thought and those thoughts go into my writing.

On Friday I sat with a lady that I see every once and awhile- she is has this big personality and big presence and beautiful melodic accent.

We were discussing the current state fo affairs here in the States and towards the end of conversation I realized that she and I were trading survival tips with each other because, as the saying goes this isn’t our first trip to the rodeo and both of us have dealt with racism, being the victims of hate crimes and all of the crappy things that come in between.

When her stop came up she sort of swept her way down the aisle and she tossed me a victory sign as she went out the door and I tossed one back.

Who would have thought that having a conversation like that would make me feel like I CAN take the world on. It had been a gloomy day and then it wasn’t.

Holy Smokes. Who would have thought that sharing survival stories could make you feel better when the words themselves are so grim.

Word of the Day Challenge: Holy Smoke