Today was my last day... supposedly.
Walking home, I hung up on a work-related phone call, looking at the time, that says 1:37am.
I passed by the subway station as I thought I could walk home faster than waiting for a train at this hour
So I walked.
From West to East, I was walking on the same route at the same hour for the same reason for the second time
Until I turned left.
People skateboarding. Pharmacy loading up gallons of milk. Construction workers painting on the road. A garbage truck approaching to a 70s Porsche. A teenage couple smooching next to a church (ironic? yea, I know)
My 20-pound bags were indeed heavy!
