Anxiously Waiting

Stress rans like a plague in New York City.  New Yorkers walk around like zombies on high octane caffeine.  Everyone appears to be stressed.  I wonder if they see it too every morning in the mirror.     I see them everywhere but the place to observe is in the subway trains.  Interesting stoic faces.  Paradoxically, I found the New Yorkers quite helpful when you ask for help in getting directions.  They want their own space but most are willing to help.  

Meanwhile, it started to rain, and she didn’t bring an umbrella.  She’s afraid her groceries will get wet.  Moreover, she worried about her eye shadow make-up getting messed up. 


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