Ferratoflix Ep.3 - My Friend Jose
One day on the C train I was in a funk, suspended between bouts of aching for the living and remembering the dead when a man with his feelings raw on his chest entered the car crying loudly and walking slowly. No one bothered to look at him. Perhaps it was just too much pain to absorb for them. From my spot the howling man had a message just for me. Something I needed to hear. Nobody else on the train mattered anymore. It was just Jose and me. This is the day we became friends forever. Thanks to the Mother of God.