For whatever reason, whether it be hormonal, seasonal, work or relationship-related, or just because I felt incredibly down today. Fight back irrational tears that try to well up for no reason at all sort of down. (OK - that is a really good sign that this is hormonal, but I never know for sure until afterward).
It was not a good day. I still did everything I needed to do, and I don't think I looked like a complete raving crybaby mess while I did it, but it was a hard day to get through.
So I just dropped everything for an hour or so this afternoon and did this.
This, and about 5 pages of heart-pourings into my journal. It did help. But it made me think of some old line from the show Friends, about these giant coffee cups being a surrogate for your mother's breast. Comfort, anyway.