Yaakov woke me up in the middle of the night to talk.
It was really nice. He hadn't really talked to me since he got sick, which is part of the reason I was feeling so...whatever I was feeling.
We didn't talk much, because he was still pretty sick, but it was nice to know that he wanted to talk to me.
At work, there's actual work for me to do, so that's also an improvement. Plus I have homework to do for class and there's class at 5, so I can leave at 4, so all in all, things are much better.