Crying is my national past time. My affinity for it has lead to my googling “best sad documentaries” so many times I’ve lost count. You might think, “Amber, this could be weird/unhealthy.” And in response I say, “Just let me do it…I neeeeeeed it baby.”
To aid in this endless flow of tears I keep a list called “Songs to Cry To”. It mostly includes Rhapsody in Blue, but specifically the version they play when you land on a United Airlines flight.
