Yesterday Jeremy came home to find me in the kitchen- wine glass in one hand and making soup with the other while crying. I don't know if anyone has ever walked in on you crying while making soup but it's very exposing.
My music was on shuffle and Hello In There came on. Jeez, that's a tough one. And what makes it worse is that it's been stuck in my head and all day, whenever I pass anyone over the age of 50, it just starts playing. And there's a lot of old people in my neighborhood.