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A Break, Maybe

Posted on June 18, 2026June 18, 2026 by Angelika Courtois

Well. It is officially over, people. The Relay for Life in SL weekend has concluded, a sim was sunk to wrap it up, and I have survived to tell the tale. Barely.

I am currently sitting here in what scientists would describe as a “complete disaster state,” somehow feeling both utterly destroyed AND a little sad about it. Yes, sad. Because apparently I enjoy suffering so much that when it stops, I miss it immediately. Totally normal. Nothing to see here.

Oh, and the campsite I had lovingly built to tease everyone about the upcoming ACS Christmas Expo in SL in November?

Gone *sniffs*.

Relay. We fundraise. We attend every event known to humanity. We pour our entire souls into this thing like some kind of chaotic, sleep deprived volunteering machine. And then suddenly… silence. Just me, campsite debris, and questionable life choices.

So I am taking a week off. Possibly two. My couch has filed a formal request for my presence and I have accepted without hesitation. My bed has left several voicemails. I will be responding to all of them. 😂

Proper, coherent thoughts are coming later this week in an actual blog post, once my brain reboots from whatever that weekend was.

But truly … thank you to every single person who showed up, donated, cheered, supported, and made it the beautiful, exhausting, wonderful mess that it was. 💜

Opps, SL23B starts today, Never mind … HA!

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“sitting at an old desk, marked over time, worn, a felt pen in my right hand, a slight vanilla perfumed sheet of paper before me, soft lighting, classic music quietly in the background, a fireplace crackling, big floor to ceiling windows allowing me to look up occasionally as I try to form a sentence, capture a thought, watching the evening glide past my window”.

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons. Do I dare disturb the universe? I have gone at dusk through cobblestone streets. For decisions and revisions that a minute will reverse.

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