No rest for the wicked. No rest for the weary. It was another day to come together and find a reason to care. Otherwise none of this is real. She didn’t want to be stuck in a perfect dream. That would not motivate or push forward any gains.
She stood carefully on the escalator making sure to not touch anyone. Making sure to look straight ahead. She was going to keep her mind clear. Her conscience clean. Her heart pure. She would not hate. She would not fear change. It was time to make it happen.