Now the paranoia can just fade away. I just needed the hard copy in my hands.

Funny though. It came in a regular letter-size envelope, which made me even more anxious. Back in high school, they used to say you did not want the small letter; you wanted to get the large packet.

Ah well. Here is the glorious evidence. And the reason why my mind has been up in the clouds lately.

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