As I started the trek to work this morning, I flipped on the radio and Prince's Adore was blaring in my ears. I immediately burst into tears and proceeded to cry half the distance to my job. The tears felt like acid on my cheeks and I couldn't wipe them off fast enough. And they kept coming. A few songs later, my radio was playing Get Low by Lil' John and the Eastside Boys. My countenance improved and I was head-bopping the rest of the way.
This is how my week has been. An emotional rollercoaster. And I hate rollercoasters. I'll be fine one minute only to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown the next. There must be medication for this.
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Affairs of the heart are supposed to be fun, but for some people they stir feelings and emotions that are unusual and hard to react to. It's not easy, but it will get better.
im a mess, too...its not a good place right now for me, but youre right, dre, it will get better.
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