To the Aspie Girl on the Train
To the Aspie Girl on the Train.
It must be several weeks since I saw you, but I can't stop thinking about you.
You boarded the train close to the middle of Melbourne not far from Southern Cross Station and stood by the entrance, wearing a dark (perhaps black) coloured top with either olive or sandy coloured tiny side pockets, and your blonde-gray hair over your face.
I could tell by your stance, your eyes, your absorption in what you had your attention on, that you had ASD, probably Asperger's Syndrome. I found it beautiful.
I stood up, approached you, and asked if you wanted to sit down, as there was a spare seat I was in the way of.
You responded that you were OK standing up in an angelic monotonous voice which pierced me deeply. Your movements, your soothing sound, your sway. I loved it all, I knew you must be a kindred spirit.
I regret not having insisted, so that I could have conversed with you and gotten your phone number, and met later over a hot chocolate.
Now I will probably never see you again.
I hope I run into you again.
Anyone who thinks they might know this girl, or think they might know somebody who knows this girl, or so on... please. Pass this on.
From Autie Guy.
Just a suggestion.
I'm up in Brisbane. Here, we have a free newspaper called mX. I'm pretty sure you have it down there too.
It has a section where you can post messages to people you've noticed on public transport. You could try putting something in there.
I'd advise leaving out references to her being Aspie or having a monotone voice, because if she isn't, doesn't know she is, or knows she is but doesn't like it, that type of thing could potentially offend.
Mentioning how absorbed she was in what she was noticing would probably be fine.
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I'm up in Brisbane. Here, we have a free newspaper called mX. I'm pretty sure you have it down there too.
It has a section where you can post messages to people you've noticed on public transport. You could try putting something in there.
I'd advise leaving out references to her being Aspie or having a monotone voice, because if she isn't, doesn't know she is, or knows she is but doesn't like it, that type of thing could potentially offend.
Mentioning how absorbed she was in what she was noticing would probably be fine.
Course I've thought of that but too late now lol, this was weeks ago!
You are projecting. Trust me I've been there.
I also used to fancy this girl I saw on the train to work, and used think similar such things.
You basically asked her to sit down and she said she was ok standing, there rest is fluff your brain adding.
If you get obsessed on one person after such a brief an mundane encounter, then you will waste a lot of time on this for little end, and will get very frustrated.
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It must be several weeks since I saw you, but I can't stop thinking about you.
You boarded the train close to the middle of Melbourne not far from Southern Cross Station and stood by the entrance, wearing a dark (perhaps black) coloured top with either olive or sandy coloured tiny side pockets, and your blonde-gray hair over your face.
I could tell by your stance, your eyes, your absorption in what you had your attention on, that you had ASD, probably Asperger's Syndrome. I found it beautiful.
I stood up, approached you, and asked if you wanted to sit down, as there was a spare seat I was in the way of.
You responded that you were OK standing up in an angelic monotonous voice which pierced me deeply. Your movements, your soothing sound, your sway. I loved it all, I knew you must be a kindred spirit.
I regret not having insisted, so that I could have conversed with you and gotten your phone number, and met later over a hot chocolate.
Now I will probably never see you again.
I hope I run into you again.
Anyone who thinks they might know this girl, or think they might know somebody who knows this girl, or so on... please. Pass this on.
From Autie Guy.
If I was a girl, I'd track you down, and would insist you take me out on a date. What you just typed was probably the most beautiful words I have read in the last three days. I wish you the best, seriously.
It must be several weeks since I saw you, but I can't stop thinking about you.
You boarded the train close to the middle of Melbourne not far from Southern Cross Station and stood by the entrance, wearing a dark (perhaps black) coloured top with either olive or sandy coloured tiny side pockets, and your blonde-gray hair over your face.
I could tell by your stance, your eyes, your absorption in what you had your attention on, that you had ASD, probably Asperger's Syndrome. I found it beautiful.
I stood up, approached you, and asked if you wanted to sit down, as there was a spare seat I was in the way of.
You responded that you were OK standing up in an angelic monotonous voice which pierced me deeply. Your movements, your soothing sound, your sway. I loved it all, I knew you must be a kindred spirit.
I regret not having insisted, so that I could have conversed with you and gotten your phone number, and met later over a hot chocolate.
Now I will probably never see you again.
I hope I run into you again.
Anyone who thinks they might know this girl, or think they might know somebody who knows this girl, or so on... please. Pass this on.
From Autie Guy.
If I was a girl, I'd track you down, and would insist you take me out on a date. What you just typed was probably the most beautiful words I have read in the last three days. I wish you the best, seriously.
Why bother with a "date?" Straight to bed!
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It must be several weeks since I saw you, but I can't stop thinking about you.
You boarded the train close to the middle of Melbourne not far from Southern Cross Station and stood by the entrance, wearing a dark (perhaps black) coloured top with either olive or sandy coloured tiny side pockets, and your blonde-gray hair over your face.
I could tell by your stance, your eyes, your absorption in what you had your attention on, that you had ASD, probably Asperger's Syndrome. I found it beautiful.
I stood up, approached you, and asked if you wanted to sit down, as there was a spare seat I was in the way of.
You responded that you were OK standing up in an angelic monotonous voice which pierced me deeply. Your movements, your soothing sound, your sway. I loved it all, I knew you must be a kindred spirit.
I regret not having insisted, so that I could have conversed with you and gotten your phone number, and met later over a hot chocolate.
Now I will probably never see you again.
I hope I run into you again.
Anyone who thinks they might know this girl, or think they might know somebody who knows this girl, or so on... please. Pass this on.
From Autie Guy.
If I was a girl, I'd track you down, and would insist you take me out on a date. What you just typed was probably the most beautiful words I have read in the last three days. I wish you the best, seriously.
Why bother with a "date?" Straight to bed!
Because I am just like Eric Cartman: I like to be wined and dined before I get f***ed. (Of course I'm using it in a slightly different context, of course: as in if I sleep with a girl, I'd like her treat her out first, as girls also like guys who can listen, and usually I don't eat but listen when I'm out eating).
Same principle, almost: if you marry someone, you marry their family.
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And in general, if you're going to sleep with a girl, shouldn't you invest some time? Heck, every time I have sex, I might make getting diner food a tradition.
Even better: a dream date involving a train trip. There aren't many things more romantic than a couple falling asleep on each other's shoulders. Or a girl falling asleep on her partner's shoulder.
There you go: a cross-country Amtrak trip, with a shared sleeping berth.
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There you go: a cross-country Amtrak trip, with a shared sleeping berth.
I'm a daydream believer. Also: add a NYC-suburbs jaunt on Metro-North. Take your girlfriend into the city, tire her out with the sights, and she'll be asleep before the train leaves the five boroughs proper. I don't want a girlfriend for the sake of a girlfriend, I just want someone I can be in a romantic relationship with who I can tow around to all of my favorite places and show her around and she do likewise.
That may explain the frequent proximity between diners and cheap motels.
Amen! And while we're at it, shady train stations. NY's state capital, Albany, has a nice train station in Rensselaer, right across the river from Downtown Albany. And it's the ninth busiest in the Amtrak system too. The trip from Albany to NYC is nice, even though NYS should invest in Acela-style coaches with huge ass windows to take advantage of the views along the Hudson River, and the mansions on the other side of the tracks.
Funny thing: the current, 2002-built building replaced one built in 1968 which replaced a beautiful larger building built in the first decade of the 20th century, which was replaced because they built a highway where the station platforms were (the turn of the century station was a bank for many years, but is now closed), and the '68 station (I call it a PCShack, after Penn Central) was replaced twelve years later by a larger Amshack in 1980. Well, by the turn of the century, this one, people couldn't stop taking the train from NY-Albany, because of the fact that there's practically no flights between NY-Albany. So in 2002, the CDTA (bus service in Albany and the Capital District) and Amtrak opened a station that truly did justice on the turn of the century station. The PCShack and Amshack have been torn down for a fourth track.
Coming full circle, right?
