Times Square (TS) at dusk. The week is finally over and as I take the endless walk towards the heart of TS, I let the stress, frustration and disappointment of the week to melt away with each new step I take on my homeward journey. What helps is having such a picturesque and visually stimulating view, which temporarily helps take me out of my head and the issues of the day.
Arriving at the station, I begin my subterranian descent, scurrying about to catch my train, like many of my fellow travellers, into the entrenched bowels of NYC.
I get to the train just as its about to pull out, and as I sit, I begin to wonder if I can actually make it to the end of January (after bonus distributions), let alone through next week, without being quiting.
I guess only time will tell.