a long time ago, i wrapped my hard drive in an anti-static bag and made sure it was in a box that couldn't be crushed, and wrote the date - i labeled a hidden .zip after my own rosy.
now, a decade plus later, a small part of me used to wonder why i just don't toss it into the ocean. but i think sonia and i know too well why.
i was scared to read this, truthfully. but it ended up being cathartic in ways i didn't know i needed. thank you. thank you so much.