Now the phone is ringing-its my brother-in-law- but even picking up from my headset is proving difficult so I ignore it although I can guess what he has to say. the sweat on my forehead and cheeks creates a blur on my glasses that I force my eyes to see through. Am on a mission and it has to be accomplished.
Am getting closer to the 'concrete in the jungle' since i can see the lights and hear the electronic trains hooting as they presumably enter the station. Nonetheless I can see a distinct shade of light speeding towards me. Suddenly,...........continues