I won't deny that I got a sinking feeling in my gut when I opened my mailbox after arriving home from a great week with my sister to find another pink letter from USCIS.
*You never want a pink letter from USCIS.*
I did abort my plans to go out for coffee and a cryptic crossword, go straight home, scan the letter, email it, order the document they asked for, and breathe deeply.
I will patiently wait some more.
Dispatch from Portland's March for Our Lives
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