I decided that waking up after crying your eyes out and not even bothering to wash your face was a terrible experience all around. After much reflection, I realized that I should at least drag myself out of bed to wash away the tears so there wouldn’t be a repeat experience.

Unfortunately, I didn’t do that the day after everything went down with Rob at the Lush House. So, I stumbled my way into the bathroom, half blind from the crust on my eyes and a headache that was a ...