It's easy to feel sorry for oneself. It's easy to wallow in the mundane drudgery of everyday banality. One must consider the safety that an everyday, average lifestyle provides. So many of us dream of sailing away into some promising horizon where adventure awaits. Judy Kay Zagorski was such a person. Rarely is the risk or danger of such an adventure considered. One must consider Judy's death and the complicated web of circumstances that surround this uncanny event. I don't think there's any real significance to any of this. I'm feeling a bit existential this week. There is no meaning to be found. Poor Judy.
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