So all good things must have a bookend...or at least this good thing does.
I am alive and well in NYC, I made it here fine. Took some uber drugs (thank you Vicki) and slept thru the entire flight.
Arrived into the arms of Miss Emily Henry and am about to go to sleep after being awake for what seems to be 25 hours. It is 6 am my time and I am exausted.
Will write more when I'm not so fucking tired.
Right now I just miss Rome and I really miss Alejandro.