Drop everything, cancel shows and classes and just fly over to you right now, so that I can wrap you up and tell you it's going to be okay. You're going to be okay.
I hate that I can't. It's immensely frustrating.
And I'm sorry, and it might not seem like very much because of the whole ocean thing that's hanging out between us but-
I'm around for you. And you're going to be okay.