1 June 1983
23 years old
Went into school by P.T. I read my book, almost relaxed, standing up. The train jolted and I flew or fell to the floor. I rolled along/across the carriage and banged onto the other door. It was SO embarrassing, flung right across the carriage. I didn’t look at anyone. I just picked up my book and myself and continued reading – how ever will I face the people on the train again, they’ll all recognise me – urgh!
Picture courtesy of Benjamin Solah, a fellow writer, blogger and Melburnian.