So, as happy as I am with the love-fest in the comments section, I really didn't mean that last post to be a combination talk about how badly I'm doing right now and request for comfort. It was more of a discussion of where I've been this past semester. It was hard, but I'm really doing fine at the moment. (Somehow, having the stress of schoolwork removed by the cessation of the semester has made the sun sparkle off the concrete of Boston just that much more.)
Seriously. It's good. I'm good. We're all good.
Also, I am feeling particularly great because:
A. I leave for home in approximately 24 hours.
B. I cleaned the apartment today, which is always satisfying (?).
C. I got straight 'A's this past semester.
Yeah. Seriously. I'm pretty dang okay with that.