Saturday Afternoon  

taterdono 36M
3 posts
8/12/2006 1:58 pm

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8/30/2006 5:24 pm

Saturday Afternoon


I sit for a good movie and rum. Syriana. No lovers. No friends. My cell phone off, every curtain drawn. This is my choice and it is the best one I have now. I do not feel guilt or shame. I am wrapped up in myself. Sickly star, hatching ideas, every one thus far dying in larval stage.

I have finished Syriana. I cried horribly at the end… and worse after. I didn’t even know why I was crying. I thought while I was I crying that I didn’t know why I was crying. Deep sobs. Triggered by the boy running the fishing boat into the side of the ship. Why that? Why was that the trigger?
But even as I cried I knew that it made no practical difference. Nothing in my life has changed. This is growing up. Nothing can change you anymore.

The movie was superb and intense, as I expected.

I think now, with my rum buzz, I’ll venture forth ‒ to find what I may.

I am very sad.

partygirl3869 48F

8/12/2006 2:17 pm

taterdono,

I haven't seen the movie...but I have watched others that made me cry...and that made me wonder why I was crying too.

I'll have to check out the movie and see it for myself.

I'm sorry that you are sad!

Partygirl


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