There are so many things spinning through my head as usual. I have a list now of things I hope to write about at some point. Some for the sake of remembering, and others just because.
But today...
How do you feel about crying? Personally, I am not very fond of it. I avoid it like I try to avoid cleaning fresh, hot hair balls courtesy of the cat. Most of the time it’s not my worry. But sometimes, I am the only one around and just have to deal with it. I’m not talking about getting misty eyed at a sappy movie or a gut wrenching chapter of a book, although I try to avoid that type of thing as well. But the kind of soul cleansing, down to your toes, leaves you feeling like putty type of cry is the one I’m referring to. I think at least once in a blue moon it is good for you. It’s like de-cluttering for your soul. I haven’t had one like that for about two years. I’m up to my neck in worry and stress and it would probably do me some real good. Here’s the kicker, I can’t! I’d love to. I’d love to just boo hoo my insides out and I can’t.
Therefore, I will sit here and complain about it. It’s better than nothing. At least I know what I need. Just can’t get there. Somebody pinch me?