During the mad dash to cross the platform before the train was too crowded or its doors shut, I was stopped in my tracks by the brilliant sound of a guitar, an impassioned voice, and the need to take in the amazing performance that so many times I had unfortunately neglected to acknowledge and enjoy, as I had seen this man perform in the same location on this platform many times before.
The difference that day was I simply slowed down, I listened and I truly became aware of the musician who gave so much beauty to a tremendous crowd that rarely was his audience.