Cathartic Bus Ride and Brain Death

For some reason the bus ride from Philly to NY today was the most cathartic trip I've ever taken. I put on my ipod with every intention of falling asleep for two hours, and instead I ended up listening to lots of music that speaks to me in lots of different ways, and emoting like crazy all by myself in the back of the bus. Picture me curled up in a double seat, alternately crying and dancing around in my seat and waving my head around in crazy ways, and pointing at imaginary people, and all the time mouthing the words and trying really hard not to burst into inappropriate song. I know you can all imagine that. It was very liberating.

Now my brain is dead
time to go to bed, oh yeah!
But not before tea.