Sadness

"Hey, you! I'm just now leavin'
Can I come around sometime this evening?"

It's such a sad song, because he keep texting his (ex-)gf, and she keep not texting back.

"I know it's not the truth when you say
'I'm fine.'

So, go ahead and break my heart again,
And leaving me wondering why the hell I ever let you in!"

Yes, I keep listening to FINNEAS' songs, over and over and over again. Ugh. But no, there is no limit to sadness, because there is no limit, right? Whenever you discover: 'It can't get any worse than this!' it gets worse, and then it gets much worse.

A neighbor of Dad's, their son OD'd, and that it. That's the limit. He was here, and brought his parents joy, and now he's not anymore.

So ... be thankful? Be thankful you're sad? Because, one day, you won't be, and that'll be it. You had this time, to be sad, yes, but that's it. That's the limit.

Time to go out and get KAKĒ, because it's the eighteenth birthday of my daughter, Elena Marie, and ... "... it feels good ... eating alone." ~ FINNEAS