Long Journey Home

 Worry and inconvenience was high on the agenda, after all we live north and to go south, not to mention the expense of lunch, why one thought it just wasn't fitting. What about parking, and of course what about the unforseen issues that might arise, might as well just hide underneath a stone. This is one sad sack. In this world for every rain storm there will be sunshine, sometimes a rainbow. Famous writer Tessa and Jay were plagued with the road detours for 45 minutes on the journey before progress was made. Dancer extraordinaire Bernadette and Gregorio made it to the cafe, so did Boodini's folks. There was no room in the inn, so we went to another down the block. Entertainment was at a premium with "Camilla", such an inspiring aria, or rather a corrido. We feasted on pleasantries and food and reminisced on many past occasions. Tycoon Jay picked up the tab. We hoped for the holiday cheer to once again bring us back into the fold of laughter and great karaoke fun. As everyone made their way to where they were headed, off I fled back to the asylum where  Giuseppe awaited, he had been to frightened of the demons that held him  to sneak away with me. As I gave him the praline wrapped in the napkin in our cell, I told him all understood his absence but wished he was able to come next time.