Don't listen to all that crap "that big girls, men, etc. Don't cry". The sky cries and some people think that is the most beautiful thing ever. Personally I love the rain, it reminds me that tomorrow the sun will come out.
So true...mine goes down the rabbit hole...and back again; therefore, my heart is with those who separate from reality. It hurts the mind to think that way sometimes. But yet I wander... its living in all lanes. Vacillating between loving your mind and where it wanders, and hating it because it does just that.