The N train took too long. I waited about 30 minutes. I stared at the yellow line dividing the platform and blank space. There was a guy with a guitar playing covers. After a song was over there'd be a quick pause, but the silence was awkward so I swallowed long and thick so that I had something brief to listen to. I have to admit, it was kind of nice listening to "Wonder wall" while waiting for the train. The station was slowly filling up and as we all waited on a weeknight. The man next to me lightly tapped his foot while checking messages on his phone. I stared up into the 42nd train sign and let the acoustic guitar wash my ears. I'd like to think that we would of clapped if we felt like we had too.