perspective
It w a typical, sucky Monday morning.
Until I arrived at Penn Station. Got off the train, turned right so that I could go to the staircase that leads up from the platform to the main level of the station. And saw cops. Several cops. All telling us to walk to the left, to a different staircase.
And on the ground, in front of the stairs, was a man. Lying on the concrtee, face down, with his briefcase beside him. Not moving.
And to the left, the ambulance crew, walking towards him.
Guess my Monday morning wasn't so bad after all.
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