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4.03.2010

the tub will wait.


so i got my cry.

on the subway, actually.

i'm starting to think all things in new york eventually come back to the subway.

i was that girl, in the corner, folded in on herself, falling apart.

someone handed me a stack of fast-food napkins, that's how bad it got.

but the tears were sweet and deep and when all was said and done, i stood up, climbed the stairs out of the station, and felt the cool, night air on my freshly-watered face.

14 comments:

Lisa Piorczynski said...

Go to Alice's Tea Cup. Buy one slice of every cake they sell. Eat them as you soak in the tub. Feel better.

Lisa Piorczynski said...

P.S. Remember that tomorrow is Easter and that you will see signs of new life all around you. It will be a good day.

Jayne said...

It's good that you let it out, Meg. Now your renaissance can begin! :)

Fairfield said...

Remember.

There are only two rules.

Emily said...

sometimes crying is the best remedy. :)

Sara said...

How cathartic.

I hope the fast-food napkins helped and that you got something heavy and stifling out of your system!

Lanie said...

I've been there before, on the 7 train. But it feels so freeing when it's over with.

e. del mar said...

Oh man, crying in public (when no one knows who you are), can be sort of lovely. Just the mysterious sad girl in the corner who needs some fast food napkins.

I used to cry in street, walking home from class all the time (school was a little traumatic for me some days).

Crying in front of people you know = total humiliation/nightmare

Courtney said...

sometimes a good cry is just what you need.

jackiek said...

a good cry is always much needed.
it's easter :) indulge in all the chocolate you need/want! xoxo

Lola said...

I know what you mean about needing a good cry sometimes. Sometimes I'll listen to sad songs or watch sad movies and just let them wash over me until the tears bubble up to the surface. It's cleansing.

Hope you're feeling better now.

Melissa said...

Sometimes a good cry is the perfect solution. Hope you feel better.

Noelle said...

I love your blog...

And the fact that someone on the subway handed you napkins is huge in my book...usually those subway riders keep to themselves...

Jane's Next Door said...

What's great about New York is that someone handed you those napkins - here in Toronto, everyone would just pretend they didn't see or hear you. There's some comfort in the acknowledgement you got, somehow.
It's cold comfort but there you go~