It's okay to cry when the moment calls for it

The day started out with me climbing out the wrong side of the bed. 

The rest is a blur.

But i remember a test gone wrong, some lengthy boring lecture, being subjected to walk a really long distance because my car had no fuel, having nothing to eat but bread, now stuck with a report due tomorrow which I'm only 10% through. 

Did I mention a migraine? 

Being penniless? Those too.

So, I'm allowing myself to be a big baby and I'll cry a little bit. Till all that's clogged up in my head flushes out with those salty drops I'm always too stubborn to let out.