I have heard of this before - a state in which there is no room left to jam any more horror... and then all the horror is gone. Nothing has changed. However, sometime between this morning and this afternoon, my ability to care about any of this collapsed and will not reinflate. I have spent the morning in a haze and the haze has now turned to a big, blank, nothing.
I guess I will put the laundry away. Grade the papers. Take the trash out. Re-arrange the furniture. Arrange my bags for work tomorrow. There is nothing else to do but take my big, blank nothing, and be thankful.
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