#96
I was late, but still thought I had enough time to make it. I was running down the small lane that led from High Street Kensington to Earl’s Court station. Past the small Asian food shops that sell dried chilies outside, past the hair dressers, past the small painted houses and the pub on the corner. At the end of the road, I could see the station, people streaming in and out of it with coffee cups from the Pret next door. The rain was starting to come down harder, I was without an umbrella and really building up some anger at myself over multiple things that didn’t really matter at all.
The walk sign turned green and the mob of people moved across the street as the cars barely came to a stop at the red light. I ran inside and topped up my oyster for what was just a short journey to the SW area of London, not a part of town I frequent.
Did I have enough time to make it with minor delays on the district line?