Pent up.
I think I've been holding a lot of things in, this quarter. I haven't really cried. No major explosions of emotion, though I'm not a particularly outwardly-emotional person, anyway.
In any case, the littlest things are setting me off, right now. I sat in my car in front of the closed Starbucks (on a journey to buy a last-minute giftcard for Guy's girlfriend) and actually started crying because I'd have to drive another few miles on scary, icy Avondale in order to make it to the Safeway, instead.
I probably just need a good cry. One where I'm crying because of what I should be crying about, rather than a closed Starbucks and icy roads.
In any case, the littlest things are setting me off, right now. I sat in my car in front of the closed Starbucks (on a journey to buy a last-minute giftcard for Guy's girlfriend) and actually started crying because I'd have to drive another few miles on scary, icy Avondale in order to make it to the Safeway, instead.
I probably just need a good cry. One where I'm crying because of what I should be crying about, rather than a closed Starbucks and icy roads.