And now here I am crying at Hollyoaks. (Again. I frequently cry at Hollyoaks, because it's so damn well acted.)
I don't know. It just seems like even if you're sure things are going to be fine, you shouldn't push it to *see*. Shouldn't listen to *that* song, or go to *that* place, or read *that* poem, until things *are* fine, rather than until you're sure they *will* be.
It seems daft to push it. To me. ~shrug~
Later : And a few minutes later, I feel fine again. I think this past few days have just been a bit generally unpleasant, and so I'm a little rocky, but I'll be fine by tomorrow night (ElectricDreamsbounce!).
I don't know. Just too bloody emotional, me. ~s~