Back to the Grind

Reluctantly ventured back to the office today. Much as I was loathe to do it, the train ride was worth it. The cattle are still in a state of shock. The fear was painted on their faces. It was one of the quietest rides I've ever had. Conversations were sparse at best and they all seemed to revolve around the blast. There were some conspiracy theories thrown around, some claims of terrorism. A few that tried to reason that it was an accident. I suppose it would be easier for them to regard it as an accident rather than accept reality. The mood was very similar in the office. Even the Corporate Muppet was unusually stoic. Being surrounded by so much quiet fear is very calming, almost therapeutic. Dare I say it, I actually enjoyed being there.