keep going

I finished reading Flowers from 1970 and now I'm crying it's 2 am 

I wanna sleep. But I'm not sleepy.

I rewatched the ending of Hi Bye Mama, thinking that since it's been a year, I could handle it. I was wrong. And now I'm sitting here, puffy eyes and sad, writing this. Now I know never to watch that scene again, or else I will repeat this scenario.