Where I’ve been for the past 17 years, is a mental institution. There was a patient there. Carlos. He would sing, “Row, row, row your boat” every night. Funny how difficult it is to sleep without that song…
Just your normal fellow commuters on the monorail.
Yep…one is playing with the radio disturbing everyone else while her friend his putting her feet on someone else’s chair. The other, half-Observer, is listening to his father, previously put in a mental institution, who is suffering from an identity crisis.
Who wouldn’t want commuters like these next to them early in the morning while going to work? LOL