My day.

[kittycore]

And so it happens that on occasion we come across something that makes us blissfully cry. A good cry. A worthy cry. And we smile, wipe off the tear running down our cheek as we lie comfortably on a couch in a position just right. And whatever it is, whatever movie, whatever book. Whatever it is it makes us cry and though slightly sad, with much goodness of coarse, we feel content.

And with that I feel content.