I cried today.

Okay. Well, I cry almost once a day, but that's just sort of how I am. It doesn't really have to be about anything. I can be watching a TV and bawl, or be reading a book and breakdown, or hear a song and become a blubbering fool. So, basically, I'm a crier, but usually it's about silly mundane things that normal people would probably not even be moved by. But, I mean, whatever, this is who I am.

But, today. I really cried. It's the first time in a while that I've just sort of let all of my emotions loose and let go. I have so many little things going on that I suppose what happened is what Emily calls the "burned bagel effect." I spilled my cereal this morning and that was sort of the last straw. I lost it. I sat down on the kitchen floor and cried. I cried for about a half an hour. It was actually a really good thing, I think. It's one of those cathartic moments that everyone needs once and a while.

I cried because I needed to. I cried because I realize that I can't change somethings, but in my crying I realized I don't need to change them.

When I was done crying [I suppose it was that sort of in-between feeling normal and trying not to burst into tears again], I stood up off the floor and I did feel better. Sometimes an epic cry is what it takes to realize that your life is actually better off that in would be if you actually had/could have/could change/whatever you were crying about.

It's in those moments when I realize that I can't change things that it's okay to let go. I let go and I let live [haha, yes, I did just type that]. And, to be honest, I think it's because I do release my emotions like this that I'm able to not have any regrets. Life's too short to wonder what could have been.

Well, I have to do some majorrr laundry since I'm leaving for Chicago in THREE DAYS! Bah! So, I'm going to roll-bounce.

Love love.

SAC