A sick passenger at the JMZ Marcy Avenue station in Williamsburg gave harried New Yorkers a precious opportunity to reflect on the virtues of patience, compassion, and oneness this morning. Let's all go to Jamaica!
JMZ at Broadway Myrtle is a mess, trains in both directions dropping off passengers and heading back to Jamaica.
— JMS (@justinmsmith) October 7, 2015
Rush hour commuters found themselves communing together on subway platforms as service on the J, M, and Z lines was temporarily suspended around 8:40 a.m., a perfect time to take a deep breath, turn to the person whose backpack was jabbing them in the ribs, and get to know them a little better. Ooh look, baby's first subway delay:
I had high hopes for my commute today. I really did. Destroyed by the infamous J train. Me and the fetus are not happy campers.
— Karlie Hustle (@THEkarliehustle) October 7, 2015
Thoughts and prayers turned to the sick passenger and the inevitable suffering endured by all transient beings.
— sarah mick (@unsarah) October 7, 2015
As of 9 a.m., service has resumed with residual delays, giving everyone further opportunities to stop and smell the subway roses. And if this slight inconvenience helps promote Patti Smith's new book, who are we to complain?
Patti Smith’s memoir, "M Train," shuttles backward and forward through time, pulling the reader along for the ride: http://t.co/wknMT3gAEZ
— The New Yorker (@NewYorker) October 7, 2015