I’m done. i’m tired, and I don’t really know what to think much anymore. I know I have no way to process something like this. I hoped my blogging might clear my head, but it’s about the same. Maybe I’ll sit in the backyard and feel the sun, maybe I’ll watch a movie, maybe I’ll read a book or try to concentrate on the work I need to be doing but can’t seem to ramp up to. Or maybe I’ll crawl onto philippe’s lap one more time.