
I am running a desktop plugged straight into the wall, so this is my sign from God to take a break. I wasn't being productive anyway.

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This is writing on the internet at its finest.
"Nothing in the world mattered besides the next scheme, the next client, the next something or other that was right around the corner—and it was vital, vital, to catapult our family through this cloud and into the next one...
"I wish I could...tell him that I love him and that everything will be ok but also it will be terrible but in an okay sort of way and I’m ever so sorry and I miss him so very much."