At this moment five years ago, I was most likely already crying, about to start crying, or just finishing up a good jag of crying.
A few months earlier, I’d gone through a disappointing breakup, a year or so after finalizing a divorce after twenty years of marriage.
And—understatement ahead—I wasn’t taking it well.
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