Morning Rush Hour

My morning madness was a tad lighter than I had expected. There is something about life that knows how to perk your morning beyond the coffee brew. With an empty tummy and a cold rush of the wind, I churned on a protein bar, swerving through the concrete forest of blackberry suits and fibreglass food. I kid you not. Just take a look.



I could submit this picture to this talk show. Apparently he won TV's best personality three years in a row. No, not that much of a fan, just deserving of mention.