Separately, I am sad about people dying and feel oddly like I ought to put it on the record. My dad's older brother died earlier this week, which is hard in and of itself but also brings to mind a lot of memories of my dad, of course, as do all the remembrances of Bowie and Rickman to a lesser extent (because fuck cancer).
Arisia will be restorative, never fear, and I'm not fragile, I just wanted to say it.
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