So, I went to a cafe to decompress. Normally, I would order a coffee (cafe late, nonfat milk, and extra foam). But this time the only thing I wanted was a hot chocolate. I sipped my drink and remembered to breathe. I have to say, this was a day of not really *loving* what is going on right now but the chocolate helped me accept the reality of this situation. And tomorrow is another day to formulate a plan to restore my little New York City apartment back to the peaceful abode it once was.
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