I was wrong..

Thanks to scriptwriters, now.. I'm so torn when it comes to Horatio Caine.

I cannot remember when's the last time a fictious character can make me feel so much.

Today in this week, was the first time I played music on my lap. And I went straight to the organic Crazy by Alanis Morissette. And my repeat has been on and it's been playing all day since I got back the functionalities of my lap.

With everything that anchors me and now I don't know if H still does.

But I do know now that it is not always, all the time, anytime, everytime.

I'm gonna go home now and play a DVD. A comfort DVD. In hopes that I will still be great.