After all the health stress and being home worried, it was good to get out of the house.
I knew the day might not be perfect (because you know, crazy shit always has to happen at the same time),
but I needed something.
And “Enchanted” was a movie I had waited a long time for,
and I loved it.
Cause I’m a loon.
Today was the first day in awhile that I haven’t cried.
I thought of this on the way home,
and just as I did huge drops of rain began hitting my windshield.
And I thought, thank you, the sky can cry for me today.
And then it stopped as randomly as it started.