It's too Quiet now...

Why is it that a sadness comes over you as soon as a busy and fun-filled, friend-filled weekend comes to an end? It's ironic...when you are busy having a good time and a full schedule- sometimes you just want a few moments of quiet and alone. Then, as soon as you get that time- when everyone has to leave you because the weekend has come to an end and it's back to your Monday through Friday life- you instantly fall into a stupor. It's almost too quiet and the feeling of being alone is personified.

I cried tonight...I was sad tonight...It wasn't one thing in particular....but a conglomeration of lots of small things that made me expel those tears. It hurt- the way really hot- really stuffy-nosed tears do...the kind that penetrate so deeply that you're unable to catch your breath...

I was hurting tonight... I felt very alone...and of course that led me to feel quite unproductive, which made me feel even worse...isn't that nuts!!!!!HAHAHAHAHAHAH

I motivated myself with some good, loud tunes...got some important shit done and then grabbed Romel and went for a run to clear my head. It worked...I cleared my head by breathing the cold February air into my lungs...The chill mixed with those hot tears and clouded up my glasses!!! I laughed at that and realized that the cry I had helped and I was quite lucky to have Romel running next to me as a friend and companion...I guess I wasn't that alone after all.