I was reading Elizasmom's recap of the Bruce Springsteen show this past weekend at Foxboro, grinning at the thought of her making signs to get Bruce's attention, of the fun she had at the show and suddenly I'm in fucking tears. Why??? I'm pretty jealous that she was able to go, but it's not like it's her fault I have no money. And believe me, she kept asking if there wasn't some way I could go.
And man, did I want to go. So, so badly. I tried a million different ways to figure out a way to come up with the money but nothing doing.
I don't think I've cried over missing a concert since I was about 14 years old. It's kind of ridiculous and more than a little embarrassing.
So what the hell is my problem? I'm not pregnant - that's not even possible any more. Is it because The Bug turns two tomorrow? Am I PMSing? Have I really not gotten past high school, emotionally?
I guess I'll have a lot of fodder for the therapist on Thursday.