The First Day

The train rolled into New York City's Penn Station at 11:00pm on May 31st.  I bounced up quickly from the hard train seat,  and rushed to the line outside.  Like cattle we all stood there waited in the rain for a taxi.  I arrived at my reserved Upper Eastside apartment,  my new home for the next nine weeks shortly after midnight.   As the day opened, and there was light, I walked to the subway station, but first I stopped at Ritz Diner for breakfast. After finding my way to the right subway train, thanks to Google maps, I checked into my job site, Pro Publica.  I didn't  do much on my first day.  I was assigned a desk and I shook a few hands, and smiled. I hope it will be better tomorrow.