Maybe It's PMS

I have kind of a lot of emotional junk going on right now that I've been doing a good job of suppressing in public. (Shocking!, I know, given how well I usually deal with anger and sadness and how open I am about my feelings.)

But apparently, I can only control my brain during the day. Even though all the dreams I remember from last night were fairly innocuous, I woke up in the middle of the night with my face soaked in tears and my eyes were extremely puffy this morning.

Stupid subconscious.