“Sympathy is beautiful and should be celebrated more often, we only judge ourselves because we subpoena others to disapprove or support our ideals. Remember that you’re a force of nature, in this Industrial Age nothing can compete with your complex formulaic sage design of existence”
Today I ended up going to Walgreens and bought a teddy bear. When I got home and took off the department store tag, I paused for a few moments and felt myself getting randomly sentimental. I can’t remember the last time I cried, I got shaky and eventually started crying just then. I don’t know why but my head began to get a little foggy and I couldn’t imagine what was the reason that brought upon this wildly tenderhearted spell. Anytime that I bring this drugstore teddy bear up to my chest to cuddle, I get a burst of this syrupy overwhelming feeling of an interlude into a epiphora episode of the eyes. Is this because of sadness? Happiness? Loneliness? Honestly this is the most random expel of emotions I’ve felt in a while but it feels good. It feels nice to tear up a bit over nothing, once in a while. It’s okay to be human and not know why you’re crying. It doesn’t make you weird or crazy. It’s okay to genuinely cry for no reason at all, I think it’s moments like this that remind me I’m alive and I’m allowed to feel and experience things without knowing the cause or basis of what’s going on inside me. This is a good moment, letting yourself be uninterruptedly and abstrusely an honest being, to react and care with affection, and warmth for no apparent rational at all. Even though we may not always understand, yourself and everything about you is what makes you novel and ultimately who you are.
A Journal / thought - blog by Doxy 