Speed

The train being late is one thing, being two minutes early and pulling up as I am parking my car forcing me to sprint to it is a dick move. 

I made it, but damn.

Odd mix of people on the train this morning. Lots of solemn faces and tired eyes. The lady next to me smells like flowers and anise. Huge amounts of both and my eyes are watering. Less is more, people. 

Happy Friday!!