#SongoftheDay Tango Till They're Sore (Tom Waits)

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 This song popped into my head while I was eating leftover pasta for lunch. There's so much overwhelming emotion hovering around us these days. I'm writing this the day after a full moon.  

Last night (the night of the full moon), as we were eating dinner, I just started crying and I couldn't stop. I couldn't eat.  So I gave up and put my food in the fridge. My partner didn't want to surrender to emotion. He wanted to pretend everything was okay and just have a normal evening. I tried, but I just kept crying.

I'm not even sad. It's not even my sadness. It's his. I've absorbed it.

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See you tomorrow!
Giselle

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