I've made it to the other end of a very heavy week of work. So much so that this evening, when I came home, I sat down and just had a headache. Like, that's what I did. That was my activity. Sitting and being in pain in my head, because it was as if my brain had been waiting to have the time to do that since Tuesday. I don't have anything poignant to say about this week. Sometimes I am busy. That is an unfortunate fact of an imperfect universe. Sad face.