Is it time to start worrying about your own mental health when you find yourself agreeing with the relligious nut on the subway who enjoys preaching to a bunch of commuters on the 4 train.
I thought yesterday, "Yeah, you're right random guy with a shovel in his bag. You don't get buried with your car. And sure enough I believe in taking vacations and not just working working working. Oh wait, I don't about that Jesus shit. Go back to the part about how we should take better care of ourselves and eat balanced meals instead of random pieces of bread here and there."
Am I a crazy subway person in the making? Don't answer that.