Smiles and Cries

I cried like a baby on my way to work this morning. I have no idea where it came from but it did. Latlely I have been having these vivid dreams where people and events from my past have been popping up. So much so that I have been tempted to start penning my auto-biography simply for personal therapeutic purposes. I'm driving down the interstate and I am rehashing some days from my childhood, mainly the time right before my folks got divorced and I remembered one of my favorite memories of my Father. Nothing major, just a little thing I remember and always made me feel good about it. As I was thinking of this a huge wave of emotion washed over me and I lost it. No sobbing or wailing just a damn good cry. I haven't had a genuine, unforced cry in years, and it felt great. I feel better then I have in days, shit weeks. This may sound crazy but I highly recommend a good cry at least once a month for better well being. They say the power of laughter is un-measurable and I believe that also but damn I feel refreshed. What a strange but oddly fulfilling Friday morning. Bring on the weekend then, I feel positive changes coming my way.