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[moralityplay]

A good cry almost always leaves me feeling confused. I start crying about just one thing, but i never finish that way. By the time i'm done crying i've also sobbed about all of the other things that i've wanted to cry about but haven't admitted to myself yet and many of the standard things that i've been crying about for years. If i'm lucky i can remember clearly what it was i was crying about in the first place, and i've gained a bit of perspective about how important it actually is in the great hierarchy of things-worth-weeping-about. If i'm not, i realize that i'm really upset about something I hadn't ever thought about before and it bugs me for days.

Falling asleep in the middle of crying and then having dreams and waking up still crying is odd, too.

(p.s. don't worry. i'm fine.)