It's never fun going back to work after the weekend, but every new Monday can usher in a week full of new opportunity.
I drop off my laundry and take a different route to the train station, walking down Broadway instead of turning on 187th and then onto Bennett. Miriam L. pops out of key food just as I pass the entrance, wearing a dark hoodie and blue sweat pants underneath her skirt. A naturally born spiffy dresser and a usual early bird, she seems out of place. "Aren't you a bit late for work?" I ask. She is working from home today, and has already been to the gym and completed some paperwork. For a moment I contemplate turning around and doing same (the working from home part), but once I'm dressed and out of the apartment there's little purpose to it. We chat for a few more minutes and I continue on my merry way, ready for adventure.
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