…always support your local food cart (wo)men [on both corners].

Today I had a delicious egg and cheese on a croissant with coffee for less than what I spend on a large iced coffee from Dunkin’ Donuts. The small things in life are what make it all worth the fight.

Whatever that fight may be. Some days it is the woman at work that is nothing but an obstacle/roadblock constantly interfering with the daily workings of an otherwise dedicated lab. Other days it is the familiar and reoccuring restless feeling that sneaks up on me, innocent while I sit on the N/Q trian (or 7, E, F, R, 4,5,6, depending on what MTA rail-work is occuring…)

But, I just can’t give up yet. I am getting too close to something.

What that something is is an entirely different story.