Confessions of an El Ride

I saw a Her this morning. I can't believe I caught a Her. A Her is one of those few women out there who make time stop when you she first catches your eye. I walked into my usual car on the el and turned right. As I lifted my head to see where I would be able to grab a bar to stand, there she was sitting on the right side, aisle, 3rd row from the door. As she looked up at me, time slowed down until it came to a halt. The whole moment took maybe about 2 seconds but felt like it took 20 minutes. It was much like when you slowly apply pressure with your finger to a record that's spinning until it stops and then you suddenly let go again. That's definitely the closest comparison that I can come up with at this time. She had dark red hair that was tied back and held closely to her head. It was shorter than I expected and wondered how she would style it if she wore it down.