Lewis wakes up to a new day, full of possibilities, yet full of uncertainties. How calm the silence is… It would be a pleasure to stay in bed to admire such beauty, but he cannot. He must be up in time for his first lecture. Time is of the essence…

With great effort, he thrusts himself out of the safety and comfort of his bed. As usual, he follows his stringent, machine-like routine of the morn, not wanting to waste an ounce of time. Why doesn’t he take his time? Maybe he just wants some sleep on the train? Was that the reason why? Who knows?

Completing the routine with such swiftness and precision, Lewis is already out the door, heading down for the nearby N train station.

The street, as expected, is empty, barren, lifeless… Not minding much of the surrounding, Lewis continues to enjoy the silence, often interrupted with the occasional ambulance sirens and birds chirping. It was annoying…

Nevertheless, Lewis makes his way into the station, just as the train arrives. Was the train expecting his arrival?

Entering the train, he quickly finds a seat to continue his unfinished duty: to sleep. Just as swift as his morning routine, Lewis dozes off into a trance, occasionally waking up to see what stop it is.

Sitting across from him was Old Jenny. Seeing the sight of Lewis disgusts her, with his mouth wide open and head bobbling to the motion of the train. How could someone sleep like that? Did his mother teach him any manners?

Thankfully, in a city like this, she will never have to see Lewis again, filling her mind with absolute delight. As she gets off her stop, she glares at Lewis one last time and promptly leaves the station, never to be seen again.

Much time has passed until Lewis wakes up from his daily subway slumber, just a stop before 23rd Street.

Leaving his station, he takes the usual walk from 23rd St. Broadway to 24th St. Lexington Ave., arriving at Baruch College.