Trust Fall

Every day is an exercise in trust.

That water flows out the pipes.

That the power remains on.

That the cable holding up the elevator doesn’t fray.

That the train will be on time.

That no one pushes you off the subway platform.

That the person on the escalator two steps up won’t fart in your face.

That the bus arrives.

That the guy at Tim’s won’t spit in your coffee.

That cars honour the pedestrian lane and the walk sign, and resist plowing into you as you mince across the street checking Twitter, oblivious to everyone and everything.

That you’ll get to go home, go to sleep and wake up the next day, ready to do the whole thing over again.