Abrogail Thrune, deliberately dressed not in her best, sits quietly in her personal library.
She is not standing at a high balcony overlooking her city, she is not screaming and weeping, she is not taking out her rage on her servants or on an interesting Good victim dragged up from her dungeons. She will not give Them the satisfaction; she is not confused in the first place about the source of her unhappiness, nor could it be assuaged on a bystander; and Abrogail of House Thrune has never cried once after she finished her ordeal in Hell.
She is taking time to stop, do little, allow her mind to wander. +6 WIS will tell you to do that occasionally, even if you absolutely don't have time.
She tried to read one of the better romance novels whose existence she'd ordained at the beginning of her reign; and then had to put the book aside, for there were tropes in it.