Cooped Up in the Subway

Dear Diary:

I was on the downtown No. 6 train heading to Brooklyn Bridge to meet some friends when a pigeon staggered on at 116th Street. I stared blankly at the bird, so nonchalantly standing between a man in a suit and a construction worker. No one seemed to have noticed anything out of the ordinary.

My jaw, however, dropped when the pigeon walked out with a giant crowd at 86th Street and Lexington. Why would a bird, capable of flying to any destination in the world, ride a crowded subway?

But then I wondered the same thing about the rest of us.

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