Being a people watcher I loved riding the subways. Looking at people and trying to detemine their stories. Examining their hands, their build, trying to determine what kind of jobs they have. I sit and analyze behavior, clothing, what stops they get off on. People fascinate me. This man sat across from me and had his eyes shut tightly as if he had a headache the entire ride. He was wringing his hands as if in worry. He slipped in and out of sleep.