You want to know what makes things bearable? It’s standing in the distance of a city you love and hate; watching the buildings be hit by the sunlight as you freeze your ass off waiting for the 7 train to arrive. There’s this brief moment in which you take a deep breath and tell yourself “My God that’s beautiful, The early morning sky, the shadows, the glow… It’s all so beautiful.” And then quickly that moment is taken away by the many people around you waiting for the same train as you. I wonder if they have that same brief moment. I wonder if they’re just as annoyed as I am for losing it. It doesn’t matter now. The 7 train is here and everyone is about to push.