Never stopping, never sleeping
My name is Annie Parsons, and this is the longest day of my life.
I am finally home after a 2 1/2 hour subway adventure, trying to make my way home to Heidi’s. I left my friends Sarah and Alex’s place at 11:15, and thought, “I can make it back – no problem.” I would have, too, if the train didn’t straight up STOP RUNNING. Everybody off. No more service. This train is returning to Queens.
Luckily, I was saved by this man, who I followed like a little lost puppy to a bus. He graciously gave me directions to where I needed to go. In return, I told him how to find my blog (shameless advertising to strangers in New York). So if he finds it, HI KEITH!
Other than the long journey home tonight, my day was filled with friends, and food, and enough walking to bore a remarkable hole in each heel. It will be a miracle if I make it to Boston still standing.