God, I love my commenters.

Example of mood swings: Luis, down below, is sweet and caring and incredibly comforting.

And then along comes Anon, who, with piercing logic, points out that yes, I *am* overthinking this too much, and thinking too much about the worst case, and yes, I might want to pull my head out of my own ass for a bit and look around at the world.

Both of which were exactly what I needed.

Where'd I put those sparkly disco panties? Because I need to pull. them. the hell. up.