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October 6, 2017
When you're feeling mildly melancholy in the predawn and your coffee's caffeine not only hasn't kicked in but you suspect it's "sleeping in" and the only buzz is the hum of low-level anxiety about this and/or that and a skosh of the other thing, it's probably not the wisest of ideas to visit the Instagram page of an old friend who took her own life a few summers ago and see her beautiful smiling face and read her captions that capture her brilliant wry wit perfectly and make you want to send her email saying, "We've way overdue for lunch."