I speak fluently the language  of laughter and tears, everything else, i'm mostly guessing.

I laugh: when i'm nervous, when i'm happy, when i'm trying to break the tension.

I cry: when i'm happy, when i'm sad, when my heart is full and when my heart is breaking. I cry when I see st. paul and green bay disappear in my rear view mirror. and the end of movies, during songs, when i'm proud and when i'm scared.

It's an all occasion kind of thing, and i used to be embarrassed by it and sometimes i still am, especially when they creep up on me, and i'm weeping and the other person is just staring at me.

it happens more than you'd think.

I'm no good at the right words at the right time but i can sit with you, and cry with you and do my best to make you laugh when the tears are flowing from heartbreak.

thats all i really have to offer anyone.

and i haven't really decided if that's good or bad, yet.