On The Verge of Tears

Didn’t blog last night.   Instead, Monika came to East Rutherford to visit for the night.  The first few nights we were here, all living in hotels, we went out together everynight, and so I had some friends to unwind with.  Then that stopped.  It was a relief to have Monika here to keep me company, and she brought extra supplies that I had needed, or forgotten, or just wanted, like  a new plant for my hotel room.  I had grown to miss a lot of things in the past week, my wife and my plants among them.  I told her too late that my hotel actually allows pets, and would have liked to have seen Banksy as well.  Eno freaks when he travels.  Poe, I don’t even want to go go in to.  Oh well.

This entry was posted on January 24, 2014 at 7:23 PM and is filed under Daily Pictures with tags Super Bowl XLVIII. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.