It’s been a tough week.
Heard the term “massive stroke” on Tuesday and that it was discovered it late September’s CT scan but the results just came this week. Heartbreaking.
I’ve been down since. Noticed it at work. Noticed it at the Melia holiday party yesterday. Just down. And crying a little.
This afternoon before I went out to poetry I was watching Friday Night Lights after napping much of the day. The episode “the son” (4:5) one of the most heartbreaking episode of one of the most emotional shows ever. And I was crying, really crying.
I cried a little on Tuesday, cried a little yesterday, cried a bit at work on Friday during breaks but it took drama to really make me cry. And despite what the Cure said Boys Do Cry. And it’s good, it’s a good thing.
Edmund