i check my watch. "i'm late!" i grab my coffee and throw it back, running out the door. two seconds. my hand pops back in and grabs my cap.
i weave through traffic. cars honk. i pull up to the airport, adjust my tie, and walk for 8.5 hours against the grain on the moving walkway
every one in NYC: "i make 6 figures" as if it's a brag. that's not even enough for one short campaign. I have painted Hundreds of mini figures in my Dungeons and Dragons career