It has become grossly apparent as of late that I am currently unable to cry. There have been several key moments warranting a good sob-fest, but the only thing welling up was my disappointment in the lack of tears. Approximately, it's been early June since the last weep session.
As I drove home from the bachelorette party tonight, at which we had a lovely time, I wanted nothing more than some fat, hot raindrops to stream down my cheeks, but nothing! I just longingly stared at the road and sighed. Dry eyes. Empty heart. As I said, the party was a success and it was a nice time, so I'm not sad or upset, I think I'm just emotionally constricted and am bothered by it. Maybe my spirit is malnourished or thirsty? Regardless of why, something has got to change. I'm ready.
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