I

I appeared over dressed wearing a dress, blazer, and stilettos.
I wore sunglasses even though my side of the train wasn't sunny.
I smelled of maple syrup and cigar tobacco.
I listened to my ipod way too loudly.
I had elegantly disheveled, dirty blonde hair.
I was busy on my blackberry.
I smiled and occasionally laughed.
I will always be a stranger to her.