measured out

Her life is being measured away, cupful by cupful.  -The Hours by Michael Cunningham

This is exactly how I feel about my life- it's being measured away week by week.  A week passes and I still can't tell you what I did.  But I'm trying to remember the small moments...

Like last night when we were watching Leverage and I started crying in the episode when Hardison was buried alive- and then kept crying for no reason. 

Yeah- moments like that remind me I'm still alive- even though I can't always tell you why I'm feeling the way I am.