Holly crap, my sister makes the epic find accadently. The next day that find becomes nothing because of relativity.

My entire image of the world is reformed and slowly rebuilding itself. The joy of science.

The moment of reconing approches us! I walk into grand central station and the city grips me with it’s familar excitment.

The train closes it’s doors and jumps forward, only to stop seconds later. After some time, more people get on. After the train fails to move again i contemplate all the possible issues at hand. I look at the large crowd on a late night train and worry about being a terrorist target. Hopefully I’m not that lucky.