Another Thought - 05.20.11

PATH passengers outbound from NYC at around 10:30 PM are pretty interesting. They are not blackout-drunk but they are not sober either. They exhibit some very endearing qualities that are only bestowed by a moderate amount of alcohol. These are my people. They are my town. This collective of amazing and horrid, happy and despaired, loquacious and shy has adopted me as one of their own.

And I am glad.