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It's been an oddly busy recent past. I've thrown away vast amounts of stuff, some of which I'd saved for over a decade, mainly because I am sick of the past. I've started role-playing online, mainly because I am sick of being alone at home. And I have started writing another play, mainly because that's how I deal with post-relationship issues, of which there are a plethora. But I am not unhappy.