OK, I definitely have a problem. I am at work, and I just burst out in violent tears while reading about David Cameron's poor son, Ivan.
Now I know sadness is a normal reaction to this tragic, moving story, but I have never experienced tears while reading the news. Ever. And NEVER EVER at work.
Now everyone at the gym and in the office thinks I am a freak. And I do too.
What is wrong with me?!
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1 comment:
i also cried like a baby when i read about the death of ivan cameron, and there wasn't even a hint of a period in sight. as for my take on it all - you're evidently at a crossroads where you're facing your future married life, the possibility of parenthood is edging closer, your father's mortality is slapping you in the face, your job security has been chucked out the window and you're miles away from home.
given all that i can't for the life of me work out what the problem is either.
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