My life as a Scorsese movie
One recent morning as I walked through the fare gate at the Montgomery Street BART station I saw a cello quartet sawing away. But I couldn’t hear them because I was listening to music through headphones.
The contrast between what I saw and what I heard made me feel like I was in a Martin Scorsese movie, which is a pretty good feeling to have on a Tuesday morning on your way to work.
Then I took the headphones out and realized the contrast wasnt quite what I thought it had been.