citrus saves the day

My difficulty with mornings has been lifelong, and even after an early night in bed, I find myself in constant struggle with a part of the day that's often so beautiful. Coffee helps, as does the following:

F train subway smells are as different and varied as the people who ride it, which is why the scent of something is usually not to be looked forward to. Today, however, trying to do the book/coffee/poll balancing act, there's something better than Chanel and almost as good as Drakaar Noir. But what is it? It's the woman next to me, slowly eating a tangerine -- maybe that's what morning people smell all the time. It almost worked for me, even.