M.,

I was on the subway on my way to work this morning. I was running late so it wasn't nearly as busy as it usually is.

I was trying to think of you and the fun we had last night but I got distracted because someone had left a Coke can on the floor of the train. The thing kept rolling back and forth and making a racket and it was driving me nuts!

Every time I got a clear picture of you in my head, it rattled to the other side of the train.

Anyway, there was this sort of sad looking man in a suit. He looked like he'd just been fired from his job. The can seemed to be getting on his nerves as well. So what does he do? He gets to his feet and goes to the can and STOMPS! it with his foot! Then he sat back down.

It wasn't round anymore and couldn't roll! I had a clear picture of you for two stops! Then I had to get off to go to work.

I don't know why I wanted to tell you this, but I for some reason it seemed important to do it. Weird, huh?

Okay! Back to work!

Geoff!