u s e y o u r h a n d s

The day after the wedding, I took a look at the big mound of presents that we had in the dining room and burst out into tears.

And later that day, when we finally stopped moving, we decided to watch a movie. And since Netflix had just delivered Garden State, we decided to watch that.

The next day, we got on a plane. I had to take a fistful of beta blockers to be able to do this.

And now I’m incredibly depressed. I’m not sure how everything ties together, but I see me sobbing over wedding ribbons, Zach Braff screaming into a crevasse, and the blinding gleam of the Great Lakes seen at a great height all linked together.

I’m redoing my comments. I had over 62,000 spam comments that I just didn’t want to deal with until the other day. Patience, I hear, is a virtue.