I’ve noticed that there are some very special people who ride the subway with me at 6 am. Today I came into the train and sat in my seat. This man with glasses and a book sat next to me when there were plenty of empty seats around me. To my right, a few seats down, a homeless man eating a donut and muttering words, sat down. I started to read my free AM-PM newspaper. At this point I was still wearing gloves because it was chilly on the subway. I accidentally grazed the man next to me with my left hand. He glared at me and told me to keep my hand to myself. I looked at him and the muttering crazy homeless man and decided to change my seat to the next train down. As I got up, the crazy book man looked at me and said “That’s right, you animal!”

So that is my story for today.

My throat hurts and my morning buddy is out sick. I have to fend for myself today.