Crying

I just sat in the shower crying for about ten minutes, something I haven't done in a year or perhaps two. It was the kind of crying that happens when you begin to argue with your mother in a store over the fact that a certain pair of jeans may make you appear too masculine (That's an issue for another day, though). No, it is not the adult, shed-one-perfect-tear-without-making-a-sound, crying. My crying took on a more childish form tonight. The puffy-eyed, red-lipped, blush-cheeked, waterfall-of-tears crying that intensifies with each shaky breath you take in, causing your nose to run and everything about you to seem just a little bit smaller. The cause of my child-like tears? Tomorrow is my first college open house.