I am sad tonight.
I'll explain more later,
but it is difficult for me to live in this city.
Sometimes I feel very alone.
Especially after having a weekend
full of baby love with my Flagstaff family.
I cried when I got home.
In the shower.
The shower is the best place to cry, I think.
I was contemplating this in the shower as I was crying tonight. Crying in bed can be comforting,
but then the sad in your tears
stays in your pillows.
And no one wants a sad bed, right?
I've decided that when you cry in the shower,
your tears travel down the drain away from you.
And, as we know,
all drains lead to the ocean.
Once the tears hit the salty sea water
they turn into black pearls
and are worn by
who swim your sad far, far away.
And everyone lives happily ever after.
Good bye, good bye.