To the person on the 7:40 AM Venn Line B northbound last Friday:
I fell asleep on you somewhere around Strüdel Junction and I didn't wake up until end of line at Kemmick Flats. That's eleven stops. I know because I've been counting them every morning since while sitting rigidly upright and not making physical contact with anyone.
Here's what you need to know. I wasn't just tired. I'd been awake for 38 CR hours because my building was in a resonance cascade and the walls were humming at a frequency that made sleep physically impossible. I filed a complaint with the Structural Harmony Division on Tuesday. They said they'd "look into it." They have not looked into it.
By the time I got on that train I was so tired I could hear colors. I sat down next to you and the last thing I remember is that you smelled like clean laundry and something citrus and then I was gone.
When I woke up you had put your jacket over my shoulder. Your JACKET. On a STRANGER. On public TRANSIT. I don't know who raised you but they did an unreasonable job.
I folded it and left it on the seat because I panicked. I should have waited for you to come back from wherever you'd gone, the next car? Do people go to the next car? I've never gone to the next car.
If this was you I'm on the 7:40 every weekday. I'm the one sitting extremely straight and aggressively awake. Your jacket smelled nice too. I'm sorry. I'm not usually like this. I mean I'm not usually like any of this.