This morning, as has happened for a number of weeks, I was brought coffee in bed. By my mom.

Yes, much like the Matthew McConaughey character in the 2006 film of the same name, I have failed to launch. Or rather, I launched, did a nice bit of independent space travel, took one look at the unknowing vacuum of the pandemic universe, and decided to slingshot myself straight back through the atmosphere, crash landing in the comfort of my childhood home...

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