Lots of things in life can make me cry. I've cried at commercials... I cry every time I watch homeward bound and Shadow gets stuck in the hole and Chance and Sassy come home and Shadow doesn't... even though I know he's coming I cry. I cry when I get homesick and miss my mom, dad, sister and brother but I mostly cry because I miss my dog and cats... shit I can talk to all of them on the phone but Boomer hasn't quite mastered dialing. And I have sat down after a long hard day and had a good cry. A good cry is an amazing moment to release everything that is bothering you. It really just cleanses everything out. It's even better when your on the phone with someone explaining why everything sucks... emotions that have been bottled up are finally released.
However tonight I sat down and didn't expect to cry. Didn't want to cry... and yet I did it. It seems so stupid after having such a good few weeks. I just couldn't help it. My brain (or is it my heart? what organ controls the tear ducts?) just can't let some things go. What makes it a bad cry is that nothing is gained from it. Emotions aren't being released... In fact there just getting more confuzzled inside.
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