The combination of a late night and an early morning left me so tired that I fell asleep on the train. I didn’t just nap a little, I went into deep sleep. I woke up in an unmoving train at the station. There was no one around, not in the car, walking by the windows, nowhere. It gave me a spooky 28 Days Later feeling for a moment. When the conductor came in to yell at me for still being there, though, that solved that. Nothing brings me back to my day to day life faster than some random stranger yelling at me for doing something relatively harmless. Such is the story of my days.