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Last night was the first time I have cried in over a year. I didn't even cry at my grandmother's funeral. I understand that this is nowhere near the end of cave9, and that it's us who make it what it is, but just the thought that I would never set foot in that building again hit me really hard. I'm glad we ended it the way we did. I'm glad we all got to say our goodbyes. I'm going to miss that space terribly, but we know what we're doing and can make this new space just as good, or better. We'll get through this just fine.