Today is another hard day.

Today is another hard day. I thought I could do yesterday without mentioning the thing, and I just made it. Today I can’t. Janine, a coworker of mine, was here in Paris when it happened. In fact her plane touched down at CDG Tuesday morning. She just returned to NYC yesterday. I aim-ed her with some work-related news, completely forgetting it was her first day back in new york, and completely forgetting that new york wasn’t the place she (or I) had left it. She was sad, traumatized, sick, i don’t know what the words are. But breathless, wordless, grieving, shocked, sad.. i just don’t know. And again the clawing empty feeling of being so far away.

All I could say is “I wish I was there” and she said “I wish you were here too”. And those were just the nicest words.

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