Monday, July 13, 2009


I was reading a friend's description of the end of her cat's happened over the weekend.

And now I'm crying again, because of my parents' cat who died last year.

DAMMIT. It has been a year. This should not still upset me. And I should not still be getting sad, some days in church, when I feel that empty spot next to me where my friend Dorothy used to sit.

I think it's partly because I'm distressed from the heat - I get something very like SAD, only in the summers - and because I'm not sleeping well because even running the A/C as cold as I feel I possibly can afford to isn't cool enough for me - that I'm weepy and susceptible to being made sad.

Hot weather sucks. Being alone most of the day (as I am because very few of my colleagues are on campus this summer) sucks. I get inside my head and it's hard to come back out.


Kate P said...

Crying beats holding it in, IMHO. If it makes you feel any better, I cried at a Frank Sinatra song this morning.

nightfly said...

You've got all of us imaginary people, too... =) Be extra-good to yourself!