Last night before bed - okay, it was nearly 5am - I drew the Princess of Cups reversed from the Cosmic Tribe Tarot. Upright, she speaks of feeling waves of emotion, experiencing them in the moment, then letting them go and moving on.

Reversed, apparently, she just lets go without being able to feel anything at all. We've got some problems with the Wall & Floor files I created for Parsimonious, and I'd rather they'd all just go away than dealing with the tedium of trying to rescue any of them.

About the only thing I'm feeling at all this morning is a very big helping of apathy. I don't care - at all.