Really?

I understand crying uncontrollably over something little when I have PMS. I understand crying for no apparent reason at all when I’ve had a few drinks. I understand crying over everything when I’m stressed and overtired and overwhelmed. But when none of the above apply and I’m sitting at the computer crying for all of the above reasons, I just don’t even know what to do with myself besides write and write and write and hope that the tears and the words work their way out and I can leave them on the screen and on the keyboard and not take them to my pillow with me. This song is probably not helping, but I’ve just heard it for the first time and it is so simply and painfully beautiful, I have to share it with you and listen to it again. And maybe once again after that.


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2 Responses to “Really?”


  • Comment from Lisita

    bad plan, dear.

    • Comment from Kirsten

      Oh hush. ;)
      Honestly though, there’s something so terribly sweet about it. It reminds me of Winnie the Pooh, and the quote about how if you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you. Of course this works for pooh and piglet because they were technically born on the same day; if you and I had that deal, I’d have to live a number (which we will not disclose) of years without you, and that is simply unacceptable. *muah*


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