Gang of Four: "We live as we breathe alone."
Today is a day of waiting alone, to be told that my life will be allowed to proceed on course.
Waiting alone is not enjoyable.
Would there were someone to say "I wanna hold your hand"
weather it is a dark and stormy morning, though I am now glimpsing a patch of blue.
Last night I saw 'Closer', the new Mike Nichols movie. It was bleak, but true, sort of like the heros of the movie. Its questions: How well do we really know those whom we call our intimates? How well do we really know ourselves? When do we dissimulate to others? When do we tell the truth? When are we kind? When are we intentionally hurtful and manipulative? Is professional success a mirror of our ability to withstand the cruelties of personal intimacy? Does honesty -- no, authenticity -- require the distance of an observer of human nature? Is that the same as irony?
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