I rode the A train to JFK before 5am last Friday (July 26th, 2019). This meant that, while not deserted, the train was quiet. There were people sleeping and Sleeping (the first being a upright doze, the second being all out, laying down flat, jacket over the face for ultimate sensory deprivation).

I feel young to already live in my dream home. Most people have to wait and save and take mortgages for a couple decades, and yet, here I am, at 27. It turns out it is much less dramatic than all that if your dream home is a studio apartment.