And yet it creeps in. That hauntingly familiar can't-put-my-finger-on-it sadness.
I'm at least relieved that in this generation of social media, I can find a playlist for any kind of mood I so see fit. Sad, cocky, angst, rowdy, seductive. (Thanks, Songza!)
Tonight, it's Songs for Sobbing.
So what? Sometimes you just need a good cry. Sometimes you need the cathartic feeling of being so down, even if it's about nothing at all, to get it all out. To emote. To feel alive.
There's a lot to be sad about. The world is a messed up place. People are disappointing. Shit goes bad daily. You question God. You question your surroundings. You question yourself.
And yet, here we are. Trudging along with each other, side by side, trying to make sense of it all.
I relish in this time. Because it makes me create. Forces me to dig deep and understand what is affecting me and allows me to appreciate the sweet when I have tasted the oh so sour.
So if you're feeling, really feel. Allow it to consume you so you can learn, grow and be reminded that you're human. In the fucked up world that seems anything but.