crowwoman's Blog

I borrowed two dvd's from the public library this weekend.  One was Capote and I found it to be very good, but sad and bittersweet.  The other I watched was J. Edgar.  It had a sadness to it, also.  Again, I am still in somewhat of a dark mood and desire to explore the human psyche and it's darkness and the sadness of being an imperfect human being in the adult world.

That is how I feel about myself...imperfectly adult in my world of slight brooding and darkness.  The aloneness hurts some times.

Exchange the sad memory for a good memory I'm told.  Some people don't have memory.

I talked to a gentleman at the bottle redemption center today and told him I was sorry about his wife's mother passing.  He told me it was a blessing; that she had Alzheimer's and died in his wife's arms.  He told that the hospice nurse said she had a smile on her face as she died.

My time on EP  tonight has been very therapeutic for me.  I've spent about two and a half hours here.  I've wiitten and confessed and questioned and answered and it's been great fun.  I've had a grand time.

I'm grateful I discovered this place on the 'net.