You chose a great week to go away T:/
Or they chose a great week to be their usual manipulative selves... Not sure which 
I'm glad we did such great work last week. It'll get me through this. And more.
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
...'
Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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