36 hours later.....

This is not a plea for sympathy at all but... I cried myself to sleep the other night and that hasn't happened in years. 36 hours later on the other side of the life i'm just fine and smiling. Enduring a sad evening ( and unfortunatly the following morning as well ) reminded me of the ups & downs and twists & turn of a fulfilling life. I'd rather experience the slippery slope of sadness than a boring flatline of a life.

What intrigues me the most is the common denominiator of my tears of now and then, it was not what I expected or would've even predicted it would be, more to think about.