Now You Know It's Possible...

I finished Robinson's Home, which has a nice, sad, hopeful, sort of melancholy ending and headed off to bed.

Then I started thinking melancholy thoughts.

Then I started thinking melancholy thoughts about myself.

Then I felt really sad.

Then my stomach began aching and I felt a little nauseated, so I got up for lemonade and crackers.



I've managed to worry myself sick! (Unless I sicked myself worried, because some sort of cold is also going around.)

Comments

Makayla Steiner said…
First of all, you really shouldn't think melancholy thoughts about yourself. No need.


Second, what exactly about the ending of Home did you see as hopeful? Oddly enough, I've been going through it tonight as well. I've read it several times already, and I've yet to feel good about the way it ends. Or even as if the ending were "right" in any way.
June 1, 2009 at 10:39 PM
Jamie Zvirzdin said…
You're turning into a melancholy apocalyptic mess, young woman! Stop it! Only one of us can be sick at a time! I forbid you to enter into the Downward Spiral of Disease and Distress, Mary.

Andrew and I were watching your Divine Comedy movies (now that we have internet at home again--so heavenly) and I laughed yet again at your Gift of Tongues clip and some others. We went to your profile and your picture looks really, really good, Mary! Is your hair brown now or blonde?

On a totally unrelated note, I thoroughly miss our aerobics class, and I've tried to assuage the sorrow with a kickboxing DVD (Amy Bento: You're turning into a melancholy apocalyptic mess, young woman! Stop it! Only one of us can be sick at a time!

Andrew and I were watching your Divine Comedy movies (now that we have internet at home again--so heavenly) and I laughed yet again at your Gift of Tongues clip and some others. We went to your profile and your picture looks really, really good, Mary! Is your hair brown now or blonde?

On a totally unrelated note, I thoroughly miss our aerobics class, and I've tried to assuage the sorrow with a kickboxing DVD ("Amy Bento Kickbox Xtreme") and since at first I couldn't figure out what the heck she was doing it reminded me of aerobics and made me happy.
June 2, 2009 at 12:12 AM
mlh said…
I guess that's kind of good is that nothing really ends. I mean, she makes assumptions about where she'll be and what will happen in the future, but who knows? She also assumed Jack would never come home. Things happen.

But even if things do go as she assumes, is that really so bad, to keep up the old home for anyone, ever, to come home to? There's always redemption waiting, ugly, and clawfooted, but home.
June 2, 2009 at 1:21 AM
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