'The good thing about getting so worked up about stuff and worrying so much about the finer points and trying so hard not to upset anybody even when you know you can't make any of them truly, properly happy, is the incredible up you get when it is off your plate,' she said. 'If I didn't get so down, then I couldn't be this up.'
'Yes, I suppose,' the mister said picking his right foot ever so slightly off the floor and shifting it two millimetres to the right thus maintaining his ever-even-keeled-ness.
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