So far this week I've cried about how delicious Wolf Brand Chili is, that I reeeally want tacos, that I'm SURE I'm going to have a MC (I have no signs of MC), the shooting yesterday (that was probably an actual reason to cry since my child has autism and this is heartbreaking in the autism community), that I was lonely 10 years ago, and how wonderful the Christmas season is. I am not a crier usually. I feel like I'm going insane.