Where's Trixi

Meditating today I could see Trixi just as clearly as if she were in front of me. Her skin was still as pale as a grub pulled from under a log. She'd achieved anime hair, a lifelong dream of hers. She had it all blue and in a million tiny braids, pulled up into a fountain on top of her head. Girlfriend looked good and was laughing.

I've felt this total peace and stillness inside of me since I saw her. Baruch Hashem.