 And but my evidently it started out with perfect timing when I sent a little note, say, how are you doing? Perfect timing. I'm in pain today. I couldn't sleep. Insomnia. And it's because to the point that was asked earlier, we can't let go. We can't let go of the hate, even though the hate is eating us. OK, I saw one that talked about that. All righty here. Let me find. Here we go.