We had another winter storm this weekend, and this one stuck. I got to head out to catch the train at 7:10 am in 19-degree weather.

Whenever I go to Starbucks in the morning, I habitually make a narrative in my head as to why there’s more or less people in the store. Today was simple. Few people in store; they’re all staying home because it’s 19 degrees out.

As I was walking to the train after work, there was a guy bellowing in a wild singsong voice: “HAPPY! HAPPY! HAPPY!” I wasn’t able to come up with a narrative for that one.