Hugs, erika
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I'm sorry, erika. Losing a pet is hard.
It is, and I wasn't exactly feeling great about life for a bunch of reasons, anyway. Now, of course, it feels like they(almost, except for worrying about the climate or something) could be perfected if I could do the impossible and get my friend back.
I'm sorry, erika.
So sorry, erika. Wishing things were different seems like a perfectly sane response to sad things.
Erika I'm so sorry for your loss.
Thank you. I'm going to have too much time free now.
Damn, erika, that is hard. I am sorry.
I'm so sorry, erika.
I was having a fairly decent evening, even without Agents of SHIELD, till I got home and found advertising material from a funeral home addressed by name in the mail. Just the thing to make the holidays bright!