God loves me because he gave me a free taco today! Okay, maybe it was the dude at Taco Bell, but I take this as a little love from above.
Why? Things haven't been working out in my favor in any direction (professional, personal) this week. Nothing completely catastrophic (one close call), don't worry, just seems my little universe is out of whack this week. Enough to cause this weird salty liquid to emit from my eyes. I've claimed over and over that I do not see this "leaking" as a weakness, but I realized this morning I simply don't see it as a weakness in others. But I do see it as a weakness in myself, a sign that something in me is broken and weak. But it's not! I've just had so much stress and emotion boiling and boiling inside of me, it had to come out somehow or I'd drown.
Is it possible that I have faced rejection so few times outside of romance that I don't know how to deal with it? Yes, yes it is. And, commence the in-my-head Glee version of the Stones "You can't always get what you waaaaant. But if you try sometimes, well you might find, you get what you need." Touche. I'm not always the one who knows best what I need.
Times like these make me feel a little despair and then something wonderful happens unexpectedly - like a free taco - and I remember that the good far outweighs the bad. My life is peachy.