I wrote this as I waited for the F train at West 4th on a day where it just WASN'T coming. It was a particularly hot and sweaty day and as the station filled up it got hotter and sweatier. Eventually I realized we were 250 people staring into a black tunnel and I started trying to make eye contact with people.

Love & life's greatest opportunities are hiding right in front of our faces... and breathing hot, disgusting air down our necks.