The woman who works at Starbucks says “Hello, my love,” to all her customers. I thought it was just me. This particular morning I am wanting everyone, including her.

1. The business man with the bulbous butt who is holding onto the same train rail as me.
2. The construction worker who keep shifting his Husky toolbag from one hand to another. Only after tailing him (he’s walking in the same direction as I am, to work) do I notice he’s wearing a wedding ring. Why does it never occur to me to check  before going through all that fantasizing.
3. I want to shake things up. But there are so many things that do not need to be shaken, just yet: my job, my spouse, my path to work. So what can I shake up?
4. What could I really and truly shake up?