Five years ago you got on this train, knowing little of the subway, of its cycles of crowding, of the above-ground parts and the subterranean parts. Five years. Five years today. And look at you now. An old hand. Now you can see that everyone else is using the subway wrong. Stands in the wrong places, sits with their legs in nonsense positions. You, on the other hand, have it all figured out. Used to have a girl. Now you know the train. No reason to do anything halfway, you know? Find a thing and commit to it.