Life’s weird.
Why on earth do I turn on programs or go to movies or read books just so that I can cry? Literally. I only record Extreme Home Makeover because I know it’ll make me cry, and you can sure as heck bet that I only went to see, “Precious” earlier this evening because I knew the tears would flow. That’s pretty perplexing to me.
On my drive home from seeing the depressing as crap movie; I was depressed. GO FIGURE! Sometimes, when I am feeling blue, my mind will just rest on a subject for one second (enough to make me sadder than sad) and then move to the next possible thing I can be sad about and on and on and on. I don’t dwell on one particular area for longer than a few seconds before I just switch to another topic that is sad. I think that’s strange but I guess it means that I don’t have any one thing that I can really dive deep down in to and get lost in. I don’t know how to explain it, but I think it’s a good thing?
I realized today that I don’t have my sister’s telephone number. I really, really hate living in a different country than one of my best friends. Seeing my sister once, twice a year is one of the things I get sad about.
Harper’s tooth is cute.
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he he. my grandma used to watch “programs”. she never said “show”, it was always “program”.
this made me smile. even though it was about being sad. man i love you.
By Robin on 11.30.09 11:40 pm | Permalink
it makes me sad too.
By lana on 12.01.09 4:39 am | Permalink
I used to cry at the Flintsones sometimes so blame me. I cry at most movies (comedy, drama, horror, whatever). I cry at books which can be embarrassing when you’re on an airplane and the river starts flowing. I don’t think it’s a bad thing. You need an outlet for your emotions so why not cry at movies?
“Precious”, although depressing mostly, was about hope. The movie finished with a glimmer of hope that things might get better. I doubt they do, but you never know. It also had great acting and was the most honest look at ghetto life I’ve ever seen. (Although what do I know of ghetto life). I think if you’re not touched by a film like that, then you have no heart, so girl, you’ve got heart.
By One of your admirer's on 12.01.09 7:26 am | Permalink
poor grumpy Harper….
By Barbara on 12.01.09 12:39 pm | Permalink
I do the exact same thing. I find that I feel quite refreshed after a crying session. Sometimes, we just need to let things out.
By anel on 12.01.09 2:35 pm | Permalink
I love a good cry!
By #1fan on 12.01.09 7:39 pm | Permalink
This blog made me sad until I read the very last line.
By Jen on 12.02.09 10:43 pm | Permalink
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