It’s Friday night. Late. I’m walking to the subway. Gotta catch the 4/5. I’m uptown. No. Upper East Side. You have to distinguish the two. The bar scene is spilling out into the streets. It’s nasty out, the spitting rain chilled by a cold that had been creeping in all day. Tired. It’s been a long week. Slightly tipsy. I guess it was a pretty good night. My bed awaits. But first I have to walk into the darkness to get where I’m going.