It's 7.30 in the morning. You are standing in the tram, heading for work. Around you, people who are also on their way to their jobs, their classes, living their early birds lives... and all sleepy or grumpy, because it's so early, because it's so cold, because they wish they were somewhere else at this moment.
Suddenly, you hear a strange sound: rrrrr... pause... rrrrr... pause... rrrrr... pause...
You look around to locate the source of the snoring and see a middle-aged man, sagged on a seat, somehow crumpled over himself, peacefully sleeping in the middle of the crowded tram.
And you smile. Around you, you see other people smiling to themselves, to each other. The day seems brighter now.
