I spend most days in my workshop now, building birdhouses, sometimes twelve hours a day if I can manage it. I just — I don't know, it's better than sitting in the kitchen. It’s so quiet there now, with my wife. I mean, I don't even know if this counts as a confession, but it feels like I'm hiding. I think maybe I just don't want to face… whatever.

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