. . .and went to voicemail when I was at dinner last night. I returned the call and learned THE FIRST NUMBER.

I called my mom. I did not say "hello". I stated THE FIRST NUMBER.

She repeated the number. She said "meh".

No sleep was had.

First thing this morning, I drove to meet my advisor. An arsehole nearly t-boned my car on the way.

My advisor was 4 minutes late.

We discussed the number— my advisor said "meh". She bought me a venti bold.

I am drinking my coffee. A decision must be made.

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Edit: I realize this posting may have been too obtuse. The thing is, the facts of this matter are very concrete and not mysterious— it is my emotions that I'm fighting with right now and trying to sort out. Sorry if I've annoyed anyone!

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