It was gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous out, so instead of getting on the B-C train, I decided to walk across central park and catch a 4-5-6, which is a more direct route home.
The park was beautiful, the temperature was perfect, and everywhere I looked there were happy, shiny people living happy, shiny lives.
And then I got on the most crowded 5 train of my life. It was like the Tokyo subway (I am assuming). There was no room to breathe.
And right now the guys next door are having a horrible, horrible loud party for the fourth night in a row. Killing them would be bloody, but it would also be infinitely satisfying.
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