Don't Cry

I've been weirdly emotional lately. Mostly in the past month or so. I'm not sure if it's hormonal or what, but it's kind of irritating. To clarify: not emotional as in "my life is an emotional rollercoaster" or anything. I just cry all the damned time about stupid stupid shit - sometimes in public - and it's getting kind of embarrassing.

Here are some things that have set me off recently:

• this tiny baby on the subway today who regarded me silently and with such wisdom - it was overwhelming and I had to choke back tears.


• the ending of Lost in Translation. The first thing I said when the credits rolled was, "That was SO sad!" and just about lost it. But then Rob said, "No, it wasn't," and I felt instantly dumb and dramatic and swallowed the big giant lump in my throat to save face. Because I cannot let him believe that I am anything less than macho.


• my grandmother's stories about her life before, during and after the war (okay, tears are warranted there).


• an old bearded busker at Sheppard Station singing James Goddamn Taylor, for Christ's sake! Within 5 bars of "Fire and Rain", I was a blubbering idiot. People were staring!


• finally, the most shameful of them all - when Ian proposed to Meredith last night on the finale of The Bachelorette.

I'll understand if you no longer wish to be my friend.

(Now playing: "Where is my Mind?", The Pixies)