THE FIRST TIME…

The winds gust through her hair, as the flakes landed on her lashes. Her eyes were squinted as incontrollable tears trickled down her face. Her cracked lips were too numb to move. Heat released from her mouth as a steamship in the night. Her palms were moist due to the beating drum in her chest. Her legs took turn extending themselves down fifteen steps, while her arms swung back and forth. She came to a rest. Her fingers, soft and subtle, eased down into her purse and pulled out a gold and black item. She proceeded by taking a few steps and making contact with this hard object. It was cold against her hands. As fast as her feet would allow her, she moved away without looking back.
She entered this hot and semi-isolated place where she would experience the ride of her life. As the doors closed behind her, she dropped her bag to the floor and placed her bottom against this cold surface. She made herself comfortable; she began to remove her hat and scarf. Her arms rubbed against his firm and brawny arms. The heat was unbearable. She unzipped her coat as she waited for her relief. She made contact with his eyes, which was as dark as coffee, staring into her eyes, which was as rich as chestnuts. He stood up and traveled deeper. She closed her eyes as a relaxation came over her. She leaned her head back and enjoyed the ride. Her body jerked back and forth as this ride began to take a toll on her. She moved her fingers across her forehead to remove the strands of hair that lay across her face. She turned her head to the left to view what time the clock had displayed. She understood this exhilarating moment would soon come to an end.
She quickly wrapped her fingers onto the metal pole just so she wouldn’t lose her balance. She began to race the clock. The second hand ticked while she planted her feet on the dirty ground. It then tocked when she realized she didn’t protect herself from the germs. She rapidly put her hat and gloves back on and zipped up her coat, as she sped to the door. She ran with no regrets. In her mind, as she made her way up the steps, she knew she enjoyed what she’d just experience. In a couple of hours, she’d be back for more. This was so soothing, so meditating, so refreshing…this was what she needed to start her day.
The wind slapped her across the face when she stepped outside. She had merely five minutes to make it to her destination. She took out her identification card and showed it to the authorities. She then made her way to the elevator and firmly pressed the number three. She was only two minutes tardy for her English class. The professor asked her what was her reason for being late. She said this was the first time she’d taken the subway, and the ride was longer than she expected.