commuter crush

i think most people know about how packed the trains are in tokyo. i have experienced being completely plastered to a stranger's back with his behind at chest level. but just today, i felt the sheer force of this evening's commuter rush for real.

i miss this train as i don't know how i can push this nice guy further in and i don't want to mess with the women.



i am 1st in line for the next train. perfect...
once the door clears, i walk only one step, but magically, i end up deep into the sea of humanity that were packed inside. old ladies, high heeled biz women, highschool kids, salary men - all very gentle and polite - are right there behind me. strangely i don't feel a single hand on me. just shoulders and backs or... actually, i have no idea what is pushing me, it is like a magical force - but a serious + unrelenting one.

i manage to twist my camera out of my pocket and take a shot. no angry or irritated faces in the crowd - how is this possible?



the train decompresses at shibuya. slightly disoriented, i just follow the crowd to the exit - i need some air.