I should not communicate right now.

It seems that I am ruffling feathers not matter what I say, to whom, or in which language, spoken or written. Good thing I'm leaving for Scotland tomorrow, I shall enjoy the solitude very much. There will be wind and cold and walks and not much more.
Boyfriend's anniversary of death is on Friday. Just the icing on the cake.
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