RACING MY TEARS

I can tell when I'm starting to wear thin these days when I get all weepy by nighttime.  Some days, I can feel the tears threatening to break through and I play a little game with them.  I try to get ready for bed and drift off to sleep before the tears trickle out.  Most of the time when I play this game, I lose.  But once in a while I win.  By morning, after a good night's rest, the tears have hidden themselves away again, until the next time I get too tired.