So you got my letter late, when I permanently etched my name right into your soul.

TL's mom had a stroke yesterday. I spent the day at the hospital with him and his siblings.

I thought today I would feel guilty for working while they're spending another day at the hospital, but instead I'm enjoying myself. I have never been happier to be sitting under florescent lighting working on an Objection to a Motion for Summary Judgment. I am delighted to be running a deadline.

I don't know if I needed a break from yesterday's emotions, or if this is just how I cope.

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