There is a story that once, when Charlie Chaplin was in the middle of a performance, he received a telegram saying that his father had died.  Unable to control himself he burst into tears, but then rushed to the washroom in order to look at his face.  In other words, at the same time that he was grieving, he wanted to see what that kind of face looked like.

- from Kabuki Backstage, Onstage:  An Actor's Life, Matazo Nakamura

...And that's when Tanya felt all sorts of layers of déjà vu, while frantically trying to finish one essay at 4:30 in the morning.

This is a terrifying, maddening week.