Remorse

As I left NYC this morning, Mayor Bloomberg met me at the city limits. He asked me if I had a good time. I asked him what was really up. Mayor Bloomberg started to cry and asked me not to leave. I said he should have told me that sooner, that I’d made other plans and had to go.

I felt badly for being harsh with Mayor Bloomberg. I have a hard time with crying adults. I think it might be a reminder of some tears I have backed up in me.