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I think what I want most right this second is to have a good, long, exhausting cry.

Maybe afterwards I can muster up the energy to actually write something more substantial, or to answer/send the weeks of backlogged email waiting for me, or to make a significant dent in the ton of work that needs to be done in the next couple of weeks, or to deal with the crashed machine with the seemingly-trashed disk, or at least to start feeling human again.