He wakes up. The world is covered in ice. He falls asleep and misses his shower window and he slides and slips all the way to the bus stop and takes twenty minutes to walk a ten minute journey and watches the bus drive away far away from him and then he get the train and then he gets a seat and it is warm on the train and he falls asleep and nearly misses his stop and then his work day is very busy and then he has some lunch which is old pizza from the night before that he brought in tupperware and heated up in the microwave. Then there are interviews and meetings and then he goes to American University library for a party and then there is a lockdown and everyone is told to shelter in place and this is the first time he has had to do this and it all seems very calm but there is the potential for horror that never goes away but there are secure areas that he checks out as he wanders and there are cookies and there is coffee and water and even as the heat increases and teenagers make out in the shadowy corners of the library life seems to continue and then it turns out that it is a false alarm and the armed man was an off duty police officer but a false alarm is better than a nightmare massacre and as long as this country is drenched in guns and bullets and psychosis the false alarm will always be preferable to the it will probably be okay that’s probably fake gun that person is not to be feared let’s just go on about our lives and not warn anyone that their death is imminent. Then pizza then cuddles then sleep and sweet safety and relief.