So during my hours of driving down to bowling green the past two years i had been listening to a lot of my "This American Life" podcasts. Those of you who don't know this show, it tells the story of the "common man", most end up being a little somber, ok almost all of them do.
For the last few months, since my break up, i was unable to listen to the show. It seemed like the empathy required to listen to these stories about other peoples sadness is something i was missing.
Today i drove to my bank (a mere 50 miles away from my apartment, damn champaign) and had some time to kill. I picked up my ipod and flipped to the podcasts. Today i finally felt comfortable to be sad. After we broke up i was sad, something i had grown with was gone, like a band-aid rip gone. But today i have reached that next stage in recovery from breaking up, i think.
I guess when i was with her, i knew i could share that but before today it seemed like i was alone and it might be to hard to listen, like it would over come me with emotion and today i felt more in control.
It feels good to feel.
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