Monday morning at 8:00, I needed to ride the train to Tokyo to get to work, but before I go, I grab a coffee from a local cafe. I walk to the train station while the cold air blows my face like it's in the winter. I then needed to buy a ticket to train 22. After, the long line for the ticket which made me a little late, I finally find train 22,but... I realize that nobody else is coming, so I think to myself, OH NO! I must be one of the last few people to ride train 22, I was right. I kept trying to get into the train, but the people were like brick walls. A few men that worked at the train station noticed me and tried to help push me in. After what felt like forever, I finally came in and the door closed. I was finally in, but I couldn't move at all, I was like a piece of paper that was stuck to other pieces of paper around me with glue. I finally realized what I had done. The trip to Tokyo took 6 hours. I should've just called in sick.
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