From 11/10/15 I was on the train on the way home from work when I noticed this couple on the next set of seats across from me. Who were they, where had they come from, where were they going? One of them was surely exhausted, and the other keeping watch over this (perhaps new) environment that enveloped them. The amazing thing is that everyone on the subway has a story. Everyone in New York City has a story. Every American has a story. Every human being who has ever lived has a story. I am fortunate that I have pretty much no filter as far as sharing mine. However, the point is, "Don't judge a book by its cover" - although we can see what we want to see at face value, we all have our tales, our lives, our journeys, pains and triumphs.