I used to never listen to NPR. It wasn't some passive "I just never end up on that station" sort of thing either. I tried to listen. People kept beginning too many stories with "So I was listening to NPR and..." and I wanted to be a part of it!

But it was the voices, the voices! I just couldn't stand to listen to their voices. That quasi midwestern flat but also slightly arrogantly educated and enlightened accent was too much! I couldn't take it.

And now? I don't know what has happened to me. I'm a little sad that Philadelphia has changed me in so many ways. But like I tweeted once, if you live in Philly for an extended period of time you will either be miserable or be changed. I went with the option that involved fewer nights sitting in the closet feeling crazy.

So sometimes I listen to NPR.

Anyway, the other day, they were featuring some folksy singer and the lyrics to one of the songs went something like: I laughed twice as hard as I cried.

I thought, "Wow! What a great way to live your life! I mean, you know, there's tears and stuff, but if in the end, you have laughed twice as hard as you have cried, then I bet that's a pretty good life!"

But then I started thinking about how hard I've cried, and how annoying I can be when I'm in a fanTAStic mood and laughing and being silly, and I thought that just might lead to more tears.

So I'm not sure what I think of this.

Can you tell I'm stewing?