Synapse loss?

I will confess I got nothing going on in the old skull these days. Coping with reality. Work. Cold. New York City.

Today it was much like being back in the 70s. The morning train lurched and crept into Penn Station. In the evening, the 3 train was so full that people had their game face on pushing in, taking pride in being in New York because, it's New York, goddammit.

Talked to a guy from Booz Allen who's been shipped out to frickin Abu Dhabi for six months and then will come home and get transferred to DC, where all the action is at.