skakidalex

Late in the afternoon I needed to take the subway to the other side of town. I have a coffee date with one of my last few friends in this world.. Everyone leaves me.. The snow crunches under my boots leaving the house, towards the subway stairs. It's the kind of day where it snows even though the weather isn't cool enough for the snow to keep on the ground. None the less, it is still chill and my scarf does a miserable job at keeping my maw warm. I work as a dishwasher at a deli also down the street. The wind likes to inhabit the cracks in soap beaten hands. Going down the stairs, the air gets warmer and more still. I always liked that ab