Most of this week we’ve been packing to go back to school. But today we realized that we couldn’t find a pair of really nice lab-sapphire earrings the boyfriend gave for Christmas, which matched the necklace he gave for our birthday. All we could remember is that we had put them somewhere thinking “of course we’ll remember they’re there!”

But we spent hours turning our room over trying to find them. The whole time my headmates were getting ever-more upset until it bled over to me.

There is nothing worse, I think, than crying someone else’s tears. You know it’s not really you who’s upset, but the emotions just rip through you anyway.

(We did find them, in the jewelry box that we NEVER use. Missed them the first 2 times we looked. Their collective relief was massive.)