On Morning Crossness and Coffee-to-go Queues
Slowly, I step out of the Intercity train to Amsterdam, en route to university; I'm tired, I need some coffee. I check my watch and realise my metro leaves in 3 minutes, so I need to hurry in order to and buy me a coffee-to-go, and make it on time to the metro platform. I pick up my pace to run, as Mike Skinner would say.