Ouch
I woke up this morning with a huge headache.

No, I said headache not a hangover.

I watched V for Vendetta last night and this line from the film triggered my tear ducts:

"But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you and
even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart, I love you."

So I cried myself to sleep.

A good old cry which in my case can be quite cathartic.

Except, of course I wake up with a freaking headache.

Oh well.