Friday, January 1, 2010
Crusty Morning Eyes
Rolled out of bed at 10 AM and a blink later I'm standing on a nearly deserted subway platform. I don't remember exactly how you got there. There's a scruffy looking fellow starring at me with red rimmed eyes. He sniffles and scratches his beard.
Over in the heated booth, the TTC officer turns to the next page of his copy of THE LOST SYMBOL. He makes an "Ohhhh" sound under his breath as another conspiracy is revealed to him.