And square dancing. "First you put your two knees close up tight....and you swing them to the left and you swing them to the right."
The Sarah Polley movie "Stories We Tell."
Movies from books -- why? “I read because my competitors read.” To find out the Truth. To sort out the Truth. To be with a person with a beautiful mind. It is the thing that I love the most. To read to escape or to be transported somewhere, you get all these other lives.
The music of Lockjaw Davis. And I know it is time to go to sleep when I hear in my head the theme song of the Patty Duke Show.
1) Hot water
2) Goose down pillows
3) A glass of orange juice in the morning
4) The written word from near and far
5) A pen to save a thought to later elaborate on, in writing.
6) A toilet plunger, to not elaborate.
The powerball number. How legal briefs mostly never are. The declaration page of the life insurance policy. How legal the language, with exclusions and conditions in place, before searching for the unconditional 'Til death do us part' coverage.
The vintage. The goodness and freshness of a vintage. So the times you were born into determined your goodness? Or the place? When even after 200 answers on a relationship theme of OKCupid, if the real goal was goodness, where are the questions about goodness? And was it, like wine, determined by the previous summer moisture of your life, as well the heat of August? Or just by the terroir of where the grapes grew and the roots tried to reach deeply with the help of the previous summer's moisture? And how in the battle for the heart and the mind of a mate, did a couple at this chapter of life keep a freshness, after the tension from shared fertility no longer there? Was I just looking for someone to share wine with, for goodness' sake?
I spent time noticing the missing discussion on OKCupid about love. When you come up blank. When you are born blank. And your parent(s) had to create on you. I spend time thinking about all the decisions between good and evil, thinking about the truth about love, when you are born blank: how many people are genial and supercompetent on the surface while a cataclysmically intense world churns just inside, in terms of inner growth? Psychologists say that humans are capable of only five or six loves in a lifetime. Since the average person falls in love 2.5 times in life, one good lesson is, be truthful and don't use them up too quickly.
I think a lot about humor, lightness, ghosts and the meringue on banana cream pies. And my intensity within come with this same kind of lightness, if you care to dig in. So as complexity stymies rational thinking in terms of growth, dedication or passion?