Sometimes I see a YouTube link that promises to be all heartwarming. But I click the link anyway. I can tell by 0:05 into the video that it is going to make me cry. The piano. Those opening chords are a tip-off. But I'm such a sap that I stay with it. And yeah, I end up getting my eyes washed out. Because I'm just in the mood to embrace the mushy, drippy, slushy, maudlin side of my nature.
After a day at work that has tenderized me like a thousand blows from the spiky meat hammer -- it's just the thing.
Here I am. I'm all softened up. Make me cry.
Ahhh. Better than a warm bath.