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It's 9:14 on a weeknight. The dishes are done, the house has finally gone quiet, and I am sitting on the edge of the couch with my phone in my hand, answering an email that could have waited until morning. Nobody said it had to be tonight. There was no emergency, no fire, no "urgent" in the subject line. I answered it because some part of me believed that if I didn't, something would slip. Someone would be disappointed. Someone would notice I wasn't there. And honestly? Someo