The tall man and a urinal

I've been writing on my commute from New York to Philadelphia. The following is from:¬†Northeast Regional #193|New York to Philadelphia|10.22.18|5:27 pm I was standing at the urinal at my workplace early one morning when the bathroom door swung open hitting the countertop of sinks. I turned my head toward the ruckus and there in the … Continue reading The tall man and a urinal