Diana at 815am

not exactly the hunter, as actually she has poor vision.
Who greeted me this morning (I hadn't seen her in years except in quick passing) with "Are you the person who saved me when I needed to go to BAM?"
Recalling a night of snow and sleet and rain when the subways were hopelessly messed up. But then who could not like a person wearing a white paper coat?

And gave me a good suggestion for writing (90 min intervals 3 times a day. That I can do).