Wherever you go, there you are. Liam and precocious offspring. Pan-seared duck breast Thai delivery at 9pm at night. Upper West Side nice as always. Police locks on doors tell a ten year old different story. All airports look the same; still get slightly nauseous during descent. They shut off the air flow: hot and bumpy and nothing to look at. Came home to near whiteout night snow. 49° apartment. Leftover pizza. Candy crust car this morning and the first fake ladybug: harbinger-vanguard-recon of annual invasion.