They are a curious breed the morning commuter, never making too much interest in their fellow traveller, never giving much conclusive proof that they realize there are other people in the vicinity except to gently shuffle out of their way when someone leaves the train.

Any other time and train travellers will interact; at least on some level but the morning commuter is the picture of self containment. Whether it be a book or laptop, or even just the view out the window, the commuter drone gives their full attention to the activity at hand.

Of course I’m no better, I’m sitting here on my iPod touch blogging about it all.