I should have seen this coming.
Yesterday I was in a weird mood. It felt like a good mood. Today I am sad, sad, sad.
This is not a crying kind of sad. It’s more of a hollow feeling in my chest with a slight chance of tears.
Tears are not something that happen very often. I sometimes fool myself into thinking that I’ve lost the ability to cry, but every now and again I prove myself wrong.
I have this idea that the Desert, jealous of the water, stole my tears away. That would make a good story, huh? The heroine is only allowed to cry when it rains.
It’s 1:30 AM.