When you wake up in the morning at 4:34 am and before you get out of bed, the train is already warmed up and ready to go at top speed through 125th street picking up every piece of paper in its path and you can’t decide whether to read it discard it put it on burner that’s on the shelf because the back burner is full or address each and every single piece of paper – it’s 4:48 you’re so exhausted you call out of work.
You look over your post and see that it was one run on sentence and think – job well done…
