don't let me forget i just put my gum, rolled up in a little ball, beside me on the desk. the garbage can's knocked over and out of reach at present.
feel overwhelmingly sad. don't know exactly why, just feel. had a vague ache at the back of my throat when i took the wrong turn-off to the movies, it grew during brief encounters up to the ending which made me want to cry. not the single tear kind of cry. but the ache filled voiced ugly cry. my eyes kept filling up while steve was talking about the movie. i was pretty much mute. too much feeling to sort through. as soon as i was in the car and on my way i let them come. i'm crying now. sigh. i don't know anything.
later i'll think this was too dramatic.