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GRIEF.

I am lucky. When I have a big emotional thing going on, I just get worn out.

I can barely keep my eyes open. I just want to sleep.

And then, I do. For like ten hours.

I hear stories from all sorts of people who have trouble sleeping, especially when they are upset. Me: I just conk out. And for that I am grateful.

So my natural response to our just deceased cat? Nighty night.

Nighty night.