Funny eyes

Apparently I have funny eyes. One has an overactive tear gland, and the other and underactive one. I had a relatively productive day, but right now I'm an emotional wreck and I don't know why. Well actually I do but its to difficult to verbalise. A cavern has opened up in my chest and sucked everything out into infinity, all thats left are ashes and tears.

I love the rain, I love sitting on my windowsill feet hanging out looking at the backyard which can almost seem magical in the drizzle and the dark. I love so many things. So why does it feel empty and meaningless, why does the rian not light up my soul like it did yesterday?

Who knows who cares not me.