(originally posted on 2016-09-26 | 15:01:31)
It was a hotel with a very nice view.
“It should be all right! We’ll beat it!”
I think we said to each other like that.
“It’s heartbreaking.” my husband murmured.
I decided to go home with him
after his evening performance was finished.
While waiting for him at the hotel,
I was hungry as usual.
So I ordered room service
and had a Japanese fish plate.
I ate it all. It was a delicious meal.
No tears.
It was totally different from that Genovese pasta
that I had some days ago!
I was gradually getting prepared myself.