This was my day on May 2nd

I woke up snuggled in my bed to find Greenpoint on fire. I sat on the train staring into space with a big smile on my face. I watched an old couple help each other get into the E train at Lexington and 53^rd. I watched iron-willed breathtaking women talk about being raped in Rwanda. I stepped over a tiny animal fetus. I sang and I stretched. I slept. This was my day.