I gave my first talk to Ukrainian hispanists today. It was good but one of the attendees was in Kharkiv, and we are at the time of day when nightly shelling usually begins. And I’m thinking there can be a missile strike at any moment. I didn’t fall apart at the talk because people have enough problems without me howling like a wounded monkey. But now after the talk, I did fall apart.
I don’t know why I’m such a goose. My child is completely safe, I’m safe. But this hurts like the bloody dickens.
Fucking stupid Russians.

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