There are always these moments. On the train. From penn to babylon. That make you feel so unstoppable. Like you need to go out and grab what you want. Like nothing is impossible. Like you want to scream outloud to all of the other passengers. You know what you want. You know this feeling. You want it to be real. In front of your face. Right now. So you can act on it.

But.

You remain a silent coward.

Quivering in your blue seat.

Wishing things were differnt.