heartache

I knew it was bound to happen at some point. No denying it would. And it did. Today. At 1:55 pm in the Cortes Ingles department store. I started to cry. In front of everyone.

I couldn´t help it. There was Christmas music playing and I was in the Christmas section looking at all of the decorations and I saw a bowl that looked just like one that my mom has and I lost it. Wah. 30 year old woman standing in a department store crying because I´m not going home for Christmas. Real mature.

Then I went and gave Santa a lapdance and felt better. (jk!)