well, darling ones the tears finally came. i was a bit worried over my lack of waterworks regarding the death of the clyde and my generally fucked state of the moment. it’s not like me to not bawl my head off like a big baby. but the tears, they would not come. seems even they had abandoned me (it’s a trend lately).
but then i had decided to do something productive. i had loaded the dishwasher and begun to clean out the refrigerator. i came out here, to the living room and noticed an e-pal was on. wahoo! someone who would listen to me whine and then tell me everything was going to be alright. wrong. abandoned again.
i did not know one could cry horizontal tears. maybe it’s just the wetness of my lashes and the constant blinking that is making the inside of my glasses all wet. all i know is the crying really tires me out and maybe a nap is just want the doctor would order.