I decided I needed to get out. I had to go for a run. I was exhausted but my mind was still racing. I needed to shut it off. I got dressed and took off.
I finally had to keep going. I ran (not nearly as fast) a couple more miles and headed home. Hopeful the tears, sweat, and the beautiful Sound were enough to clear my head, to deal with whatever was next.
I'd like to say that 3 mile run turned the day around. It didn't. But it did give me enough strength and clarity to handle what was thrown at me.