Thursday, August 12, 2010

Lonely Teardrops

I cry easily. I know this, and basically everyone who knows me knows this (and if you didn't know before, now you do). It's not because I'm generally sad (at least, i don't think i am); it's just how I operate. However, the last two weeks or so, it's been different. I've been crying even more!

Who knows what has triggered this emotional state I've been in? I sure don't know. Even when the tears haven't spilled over, I've still teetered dangerously close to that edge, and the frequency and timing of these occurrences is just weird. I mean, who cries at the gas station? But I did yesterday, when my mom and I were stopped at Costco.

I have great hopes that my emotions will soon bury themselves a little deeper, but in the meantime, I'd better avoid any person, place, or thing that contains anything remotely sentimental or sad. This includes certain movies (Up), tv shows (Little House on the Prairie), and books (To Kill a Mockingbird). Historically, the contents of a hypothetical list entitled "Things that Make Megan Cry" have never surprised me. The addition of gas stations is odd, though.

What next? Collapsing into tears over a discount at Winco? Heaven forbid.


"After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, 'No hablo ingles.'" -Ronnie Shakes


Anonymous said...

Ok, uncle uncle! i promise you i won't stick you with a pin next time we're waiting in line for gas!
i love you - glad you were here.

hr said...

You anonymous mother is one funny woman.