Throwback to yesterday when I was reading "Jake the panty Ripper" and when one of my favorite characters died, I stared at the screen then started sobbing, then started laughing because I realized I have a late reaction to literally everything and it's not okay but I laughed the pain away while on the inside I was screeching because I was scared my emotions were going down the wrong road since I paused for a second before crying and I'm pretty sure it's not normal.
How was your day?