There's a very famous little phrase that people sometimes like to say when their referring to the city of San Francisco. “I left my heart in San Francisco". I almost left my dismantled figure in San Francisco. :d I was on my way to the upper sections of the city to visit a High School. I went down to the underground station to catch a train....while waving to a few friends from a distance, I started to walk backward for some reason.....one step.....another step....and another step....I started to lose my footing. I quickly realized that I was about to fall right on the track. And right after that realization, I heard the close echoes of the train speeding up to the station.

Just as the train arrived, I slipped, the train was within close range, just as it almost caught me in my transition to save myself, I quickly positioned one foot on the track and jumped up towards the platform. If I hadn't used my wits and some energy to regain some control, I would have been seriously hurt or killed. I don't think the driver would have been able to stop before he realized he was about to hit someone.Those things are automatically run I believe. If the thing was at full velocity, I would have died, but since it was moving closer to the station, the train was slowing down. However, it still was running at a rate in which I could have been hurt. It's amazing how at one crazy moment, you feel like something other then yourself. I cannot believe the train arrived just when I was about to slip backwards right onto the track. Folks were just staring blankly as all of them were busy in their own stuff at the moment. I left the station with a bruised knee, but at least I left alive.

I live for another day. I guess it wasn't my time.

It seems like I could have avoided the track before the train’s arrival, but keep in my mind, this reaction and the realization happened in one split moment for me. Thought I’d share.