empathy

so sometimes an empath like me has mornings like this one, where a sudden unexplained sadness simply washed over me, tears ran through me, and the sadness had no source within me.

I allowed it to run its course with no judgment or attachment, and called my mom to chat because she would understand and not get freaked out or worried.

It passed and I had a nice morning otherwise.

Perhaps somewhere in the world someone suffered, and my body expressed it, that's all.