The past few days have been an emotional rollercoaster ride due to a few administrative barriers mostly beyond my control. I owe people for the help and support that I’ve received as I deal with this. However, the most appropriate way to end this hellacious weekend has been sitting in a near-deserted IHOP, eating breakfast for dinner for one, in the middle of an ice storm with only the bluest Chopin and Gershwin playing in the dining area. I’m not the world’s most positive person, but I just have to say that a dark sense of humor and appreciation for metaphor leaves me strangely appreciative of this episode.


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