Everything has been happening very fast. One week: autism diagnosis. Next week: lead a grueling trip to research extremely agitated gulls on an island in Maine. This week: elder son graduates high school. So, a lot of feeling whipsawed, and overwrought. A lot of crying when alone, and staring vacantly about when in company.
I feel kind of like how whoever the famous sports(?) guy on the right is in this Louis Vuitton ad looks:
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