Since I opened my eyes this morn...I've been confronted with a series of unfortunate events... Got lost in brooklyn and found I was 2hours from my original location, decided to head back home...running for the train as it came into the station and my ONLY pair of glasses (which I've been forced to wear after tearing my last contact)...goes flying off to the floor, slids...slides...on the cement....towards the yellow caution line and just about to drop down to the tracks...my heart stops...thankfully so do the glasses....I pick them up and run to the train. Yup! I'm literally scared of this day...going home to hide til things get back to normal :|