Nothing like a family emergency to distract from existential dread, but the help of a my good friend made all the difference. Vague story short, everyone’s fine and suffering minimized.
Friends are just the family you assimilate.
Now, back to the fight against fascism.
I know you weren’t. I just felt like bashing Bashir (no pun intended).
Letting my anger out on fictional characters helps.
I find it therapeutic to take it out on a nearby console.