am still in nancy.
should have left, but no.
decided my travel bone is strained.
sprained.
going to settle in.
be with no one.
do nothing.
not move.
a stroll around town maybe. champagne at the plaza for good luck. one glass buzz is me. take in the gold leaf and the spectacle of it.
then a big meal in the restaurant from the 20s. fleur d’exelcior. again.
high from it. wobble back to the hotel across the street. up to the 5th floor. in for the night.
nothingness.
finally.