Oh, whoops. I don't even remember mentioning a loss. I was probably typing without much thought. 'Heart on a sleeve' is the expression. Something I should be more mindful about.
I think the oddest thing to come out of New York is that I've found out I enjoy reading. I hated books. You couldn't get me near one if I was paid. I was in a book store with my mother, I asked if she wanted to buy me one. Basically her response was "Sure. But it's not like you'll ever read it". I wanted to pass time on the trip...and it's all I've been doing now. I'm 700 pages into a long novel. It's like a movie in my head. It feels I've been missing out on something for so long. My speed is rather slow. I was worried about my comprehension, but it hasn't been a problem.
It's on my list for things to watch. (or read). They look fun. As soon as I find my footing with the series.