2:25 am. I’m coming home after a late night out. Not too late, but late enough to bring out the guys asking for dollars for 4 quarters. I look to my right on the “L” platform and what do I see but a family of 4 - mother, father, and a set of twins. What could they be doing out this late, I wonder… What could they be doing that requires them to bring their poor sleeping daughters..slumped in their arms…out at this time of night. I may never know, but I can only hope I never have to do the same.

irritated