5/7 Concert in J’s school, first and second graders. Blown away by the beauty of children learning music, and the potential that is unfolding before one’s eyes. You see decades, you see lifetimes. I also had never seen my wife in this role, and wondered if I know her at all. And yes, it was completely out of tune.

As if driving through the wastelands of Secaucus and Newark into Bayonne wasn’t enough, we then drove into Manhattan, parked one of our Jeeps in the garage and the other several blocks away, then dinner at Dagon. The reality warp and the emotions of slipping back into my home world which is no longer my home gets to me. Stale air in the apartment which has been sitting empty for a month.