Welcome Back Friday.

The strike of 6 brings gospel songs to my soul. The log out key fills my body with God-like power and as I close my bag, The chains turn to dust and the light comes out once more. The air feels cooler, The sun feels warm, Friday has arrived and we rejoice. Friday has comeback… …

FINISH LINE.

In the distance I’m able to see the insane amount of obstacles standing in my way. I’ve conquered them all. Now, I’m at the finish line. The light so clear. So bright. Perfect. One more wall stands before me. Guarded. I’ve never felt so afraid. I must be doing something right. Though I am frozen …

Monday pt “Why so many Mondays”

It is rare to see a station so empty in the mornings. Rush hour has everyone running like ants. I’m usually one of those ants, quickly moving my feet, trying to arrive on time. For whatever reason I felt compelled to stop running, turn around and see the empty space before me. It was a …

Past, Future, Present.

I wonder how many times I’ve taken the same train? I should’ve counted. Maybe I had a world record hidden in there. Maybe there was a prize waiting for me. I can hear the rolling wheels of the train as it approaches. Today it didn’t fuck me over. Today it came with a smile. Well …

Something New.

There was nothing different about today. It all felt the same. The same train taking it’s sweet time arriving at the station. Sometimes I feel like they see me there waiting and they talk among themselves plotting how to continuously fuck me. Damn you MTA. The same people ride the same train heading to the …

A long time ago

I’ve been spending the majority of my days and nights in a train. Some days are earlier than usual, while some nights last longer than I want. I’ve been tired. lack of sleep. lack of energy. lack of any motivation. My work has been incredibly demanding that I had to put aside a part of …