A Writer's Notebook, Day One-Thousand-Seven-Hundred-And-Twenty-Two

My friend, Steve, is visiting with Melissa and I here in NYC for the night.  My mother consented to let him stay over.  It has been a long while since I had seen him, and means a great deal to me that he came to visit.  There has been a lot to deal with and it hasn't all been pleasant or fun, so even just having a bit of distraction is nice.