It was a weird feeling, being alone in that place.
I was driving through Long Island to get to the ferry, rushing to get there, speedily driving to ensure that I had not wasted my money on a journey I could not even make. The yellow lines became blurs as the road was left behind. I began to sweat, my heart raced, and my eyes quaked with both anxiety and fear.
Alas, I made it onto the ferry, pulling into the last spot available right as a massive blizzard began to fall to the earth. I got out of my car, ran up to the second deck, and paid the man behind the glass an astronomical amount of money just to take a 1 hour boat ride. I thought to m