I miss you so very, very much. The tube, the Southwest Train service and (even) the buses...you were all my best mates. I even miss the District Line, and if you've spent some time living in London, you know that's laughable!
You used to carry my ass all around London Town. You even connected to larger trains that would bring me to Oxford and Paris. I didn't have to worry about someone picking me up or dropping me off. Power was in my hands!!! It was a new independence I had never felt before, one that surpassed the freedom I previously felt when driving (and man, I used to really love to drive). You convinced me that there's something more freeing about a tube or a train, because you can just plug in your earphones, and check your brain into space! This is a time when extremely deep thinking occurs--life changing thinking.
I'll admit, there were even times when I complained about you when you were a few minutes late. I regret that now. We are apart, and I completely feel your absence. Won't you come back to me?
With All My Love,
In all seriousness, I MISS PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION SOOOOO MUCH IT HURTS! More than a fat kid who misses cake. A more appropriate analogy would be a fat kid who misses ALL good food after being sent to weight loss camp!