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I'm sitting on my ex's couch feeling the most relaxed, and definitely the most zen about life, than I've felt in ages. There is just something about his couch ... the view out the window is always nice, and sometimes like today, utterly gorgeous. Bleak, but striking. The pristine, white snow and the criss-crossed road. The grey and white clouds with the most startling blue peaking through at the corners. My brain is chill, and though I can feel the anxiety and whirly thoughts on the edges, mostly I just feel good. Definitely the calm before the storm. Tomorrow, I continue the drive to Boston to retrieve my aunt from the hospital.