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Bad Day

I think it’s safe to say that I was kind of out of mind when I posted last night.  I hadn’t slept the night before and had been acting somewhat irrationally all day.* I didn’t think about the consequences of my actions.  I was just exhausted and wanted to do something, anything, to make the world (the whole world – as if I could control it) be a nicer and gentler place.

, everyone, who reached out to me with words of support.  The comments here on the blog, on Twitter, the emails, the DMs – everything.  It all helped.  A lot.

‘Thank you” doesn’t seem like quite enough.  But it’s all I’ve got.

*Sometimes when we choose to make people , they do not want to be dead.  And my life is already exhausting and stressful enough without ghosts trying to come to life.


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