But if I was forced to, however, I guess I would spend the day crying. Just to see what crying is all about when it doesn't involve anger over the death of a loved one. I would cry after sex, for sure. And then beg and whine to be held. I would try to manipulate people with tears, instead of words like usual. I would spend the day waiting for the phone to ring, while crying over romantic comedies, brownies and appletinis. Yeah, I would just cry.