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Alcoholism, Contemplation, Faith, family, Humor, Isolation, parenting

On the Fun Subject of Tears… how I hated them, begrudgingly learned to accept them, and now live peacefully with them (like the lady on top of this weird image).

Crinean

I used to be a person who did not cry. People who don’t cry take great pride in their parched tear ducts as if the absence of appropriate emotional response is some Olympic accomplishment setting us apart from mere mortals, and not what it actually is: a sign of severe compartmentalization of feelings, likely the

90s, childhood, Contemplation, nostalgia, Self Discovery

The Score Beneath The Noise

Crinean

There is a composition by Thomas Newman called Any Other Name and when it comes on I have the instant reflex to skip it. Not because it is unpleasant, but because it is so beautiful. It pushes on an ache in my soul that is always there, but most days drowned out by louder sounds