Must Go to Bed

I procrastinated so long that I had to write an article for a couple of hours this Friday night. 

Dan was in the city to listen to jazz with his sophisticated friend and the best man at our wedding, Dan F. I love that they met in Teaneck, New Jersey when Dan F. was 3 and my Dan was 4. The former had just moved into the suburban neighborhood and wandered off and gotten lost. My Dan helped him find his way home.

To soften the blow of working Friday night, I walked around the block once first under the night sky. Ran into Beth, a nice neighbor/friend out walking her richly dark dog and we walked together and caught up. I lit one of the pretty pink taper candles Dan brought back for me from The Belfast Co-op in Maine and I played podcasts and music on Spotify on my laptop. That way, I wasn't working alone.

Good night.