Moodswings

Those near and dear know all too well my epic moodswings. And the stubborness. It's my charm I've always said. :-)

Lately, I've been feeling like Carrie Bradshaw in the episode where she gets upset with her friend who is not backing the idea of her leaving for Paris with The Russian. I never religiously watched the show but this one scene is very clear in my mind. Clearly it struck a cord even so many years ago when I first saw it. They've just left a funeral and are standing outside. Miranda is with her lecturing as usual. And then Carrie loses it. And they fight.

I don't know what triggered it and I've been thinking about it for the past few days. Still not sure...

Analyze away...