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myrrhianna has been under a lot of stress lately, between her schedule, her goddamn workplace (selected people from which are on my punch-in-the-face list), the resulting crazy school schedule, and everything. This weekend she was suffering from panic attacks. Tonight they got to the point where she decided that the best choice was to go to the hospital. She will be fine; she's looking to find a way to get the panic attacks under control. I will be calling her father in the morning.

I don't know what her internet access capabilities will be while she's in there, but please do keep her in your thoughts.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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