I wasn't necessarily sad or depressed, just a bit... overwhelmed. There were so many emotions all at once. So much going on in that moment. Sad crying always involved uneven breaths, hot tears, red face, etc. This was different. I lay there on my back, staring at the ceiling, merely thinking. I was breathing slowly and evenly when suddenly, I felt them. Those two ice cold tears that ran from the outer corners of my eyes down to my ears. I've never cried like that before. I'd never felt that way before; I felt ice cold.
"I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich." --Dan Wilcox
"Truely great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget."
"We are supposed to be happy, 'for men are that they might have joy.'"
"When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? To surrender dreams-- this may be madness; to see treasure where there is only trash. Too much sanity may be madness! But maddest of all-- to see life as it is and not what it should be."