I have run out of energy to be upset about missing hockey. It is more like that feeling of dejection when your favorite food or drink is sold out at the store, or realizing that party you skipped out on turned out to be a night filled with memories -- for other people. I have figured out that while my social calendar does not totally revolve around hockey, it is a nice catalyst for this perpetual introvert that oddly wants to be around a lot of people.
I have stopped caring about the negotiations or any of it. Somebody please let me know when I can finally park my butt in a seat again.