in my dream my friend jacob was crying. but not in the way that was like full out crying. he just was sitting there and every couple of seconds a tear would come out of his eye and he would watch it roll down his cheek. a group of us sat in a circle and watched him watch himself cry. it was very strange. and very silent. but it was very beautiful, so much that we sat for hours not speaking to each other, entranced by the movement of a tear rolling down a human cheek.