I just… I sold my shop, you know? Like, it was the plan forever, finally time to chill, maybe learn something new, and now I'm here at uni, trying to remember what a thesis even IS, and all I can think about is like, the smell of fresh coffee in the morning when the regulars would come in, or trying to explain to someone, bless their heart, why we didn’t sell *those* kind of widgets, and yeah, it was stressful, but now I’m just… bored? And like, I guess a bit lonely, too. It’s kinda pathetic, huh? To miss haggling over prices with Mrs. Henderson, or like, the broken printer… ha. It’s pretty stupid.