Good crying jag today
4 years ago
I had a very good crying jag today. The one love of my life, who just so happens also to be the “one who got away” (see #23) wrote me today, and tortured me with telling me he thinks about me all the time AND recounted some of the “good times.” I had that crazy feeling with me all day until I put on some Peter Gabriel while cleaning and crumbled on the couch in a ball of tears and snot. It was good. It’s been 7 years, but some how I just don’t think I have cried over this one enough. I feel much better now.
