One would think that getting one's hair did, enjoying a relaxing and quiet evening, and a hot bowl of matzo ball soup would make any and all troubles float away.
Alas, such is not the case. I'm still tired, still dreading the next seven days at work, and still feeling socially out of place. Awkward, even.
PS: The matzo ball soup did help. A little.
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