tripping the physical kind

A couple days ago I was standing on a corner near my office in Midtown waiting for the light to change, (not MY office, but the office I work in) and suddenly felt a push and grab. I screamed only to realize that a lady holding her violin case and large handbag was falling on me. I breathed a sigh of relief . I worried that this experience would be similar to my experience on that exact corner a couple months ago in which a man nonchalantly grabbed my ass and walked off as if nothing happened. So in my relief I said to the woman, "Oh you scared me", not even checking to see if she was okay. I was just overly relieved that it was not some sleezy guy trying to cop a feel. Phew.

What

I want really badly to eat an egg sandwich. You say, "Hey dude, just order one. What harm can you do?" That's true. The thing is, today I was smart enough to bring breakfast, a healthy yogurt and granola. I actually remembered to do this. So now, what do I do? Do I waste money and buy a sandwich? Who cares? I don't. But clearly I do a little...just a little bit.

These are the debates that plague me during a day. "How pathetic" you might say to yourself. You would be right. Is this what it's come to? Debating on whether or not to eat a friggin sandwich? This is what it's come to--and it is for this reason I will just sit here and wonder. Sit here at this desk, in total quiet. Hoping that a true answer will present itself.

This is how I spend my days.