Deja Vu

The fog was so think this morning that I couldn't see anything 30 feet away. I dreaded the sight of fog because I was expecting Anmol to come visit me today. Heavy fog meant fog line, which would cancel the delay of programs.

Again, the count didn't clear until about 11 o'clock. I was waiting for Anmol to be here anytime. He flew in from New York to spend the weekend. I haven't talked to him since he left in mid-October. I was looking forward to giving him an update on my parole hearing and kick it with him.

When one thirty came and there was no sign of Anmol, I started to worry. I was afraid that he may had been in an accident. I called my brother-in-law and he was able to get a hold of Anmol, who was on his way to the airport.

He waited outside of the prison during the fog line. However, by the time the visiting process started, there were 250 people ahead of him. He couldn't wait since he had to catch a flight back to New York at 3 o'clock.

I was a relief to know that he's all right. I miss seeing him. Hopefully, I'll get to see him soon.