The Underworld

Found myself deep underground late last night taking the subway. It’s an entirely different ballgame down there, a cornucopia of humans traversing beneath the city.

The last time I was down there was when I was eight years old, traveling with my grandparents. The human mind is incredibly amazing that we can recall these thoughts that happened decades before and if we concentrate hard we can recall details of the people, places, things, words, of events that happened so long ago….

Thank you Grandpop and grandmom…for that small blue bag you bought for me, the one with the pink colored plastic device within that when you pressed the button at its top, laughter emits from the bag. It was hilarious, nothing but laughter. The things that we remember…