I have been holding my breath. And I realize that the alone part is it’s going back to doing it by myself. I’ve almost always done it on my own. I have to start doing it on my own again. the recognition that I had someone, that I felt like someone was with me, for me and now she’s gone. and I have to figure it out alone again. It wasn’t nearly long enough. not nearly enough of her.
inside is chaos
pressure releases heat
that eats itself alive.
outside is the sun
there is no ease in your
presence except in protocol
every if has a then
every function must open
the space between brackets
waiting for your input
let me touch you
will you let me touch you
let me wrap my tongue around
you, smooth-wet, warm you
let me touch
you, pulsing, jumping growing you
Just watched lars and the real girl. really moving (cliche) but it spoke to this feeling i have of not knowing how to break out of this thing, this acute aloneness that i’m in.
i’m all armored up
again, this time
anchored in place
because this is where you
this is where i was
before you slipped away
this is the last place that made
any kind of sense
before you came
and helped me turn
myself inside out
is raw without you
to soothe balm on the
wounds we exposed
Sometimes, I’m not sure I exist. I forget that people can see me. Living so far behind my eyes that the person that walks around in this skin seems to be someone else. She is the person that goes through the motions of life. She is the person who eats, and breathes and drives and looks for work, while I sit back, way back inside her head and try not to get in the way.
But then we go out and I am reminded that people can see me and even more so that I want to be seen. I want to exist closer to the world. But I can’t seem to get hooked in.
I am interested to understand if there really is a skills gap or if there is a mismatch between what is called a skill and what is not. If employers think a specific software is a skill, they may be overlooking employees who have the knowledge and experience to shrink the gap between knowing the required software and meeting the business need.
You can only get to the good of the movie by sitting through the 1st half of it. Only after the second half, does the 1st half fit. It makes sense in the end. And becomes a really good movie. But the first part felt so self-conscious and aware of itself and the movies musicals that came before it.
I’m a fan of musicals so I wanted to like it. Ryan Gosling can sing and his voice is really nice. Emma Stone was okay as well. The music composition had to do more heavy lifting than should have been required. The music was gorgeous and absolutely made itself the third character in the film. Thank goodness for that.
It’s not just sad. Though I most often use that word. The word “depression” has lost some of its meaningfulness as a way of explaining what this beast is that accompanies me.
There’s this scene in Cool Hand Luke where Paul Newman is fighting with George Kennedy and he’s being pounded but he won’t stay down. Luke can barely stand, hardly raise his arms anymore but he won’t stay down on the ground and let it be over. Sometimes my depression is like that.
There this scene in Mash where Painless the dentist decides that he would rather die than go on living. Hawkeye and the gang plan a funeral charade for him. Painless preps himself, climbs in the coffin, takes his pill and waits to die. Lt. Dish “helps” him out in the midnight hour and Painless wakes up the next morning and goes about his business like the evening never happened. Sometimes my depression is like that.
There is this scene in the Color Purple where Mr. runs Nettie away from Celie and Nettie stands in the road as he pelts her with stones. She screams, with her arms raised and hands open, she screams “Why!!?? Why?” Sometimes my depression is like that. It’s not just sad.
Sometimes I ask why; sometimes I’d like to just lay down and die but most often I just keep getting up barely standing, worn out and beaten. I am unwilling to lose to the beast. It can walk with me if it must, but it won’t ever win. Just so you know.