spell broken


(in my walk togs with camera and phone, as i got close to our local bar restaurant where Tom and I on occasions and now and then spontaneously stopped for a scotch, mussels, salad.  i have not since he died; today walking by it was like damn it, it is time.  they are not set up for the tap with apple pay on the phone and the gal here had asked me, that led me to give thumbnail sketch of loss of Tom and Greg - i had a $20 bill, but she would not take it!  like i say, the spell is broken!  only had the scotch tonight!  care comes in so many forms!)