Crying dudes in suits kill me

Waltz With Bashir was very good and very sad. I enjoyed how the story was built, this middle aged man trying to recover memories from the traumatic time he spent in the Israeli army during the Lebanon War, visiting his old comrades and gathering memories and flashbacks along the way. The end is very graphic but completely appropriate and you see very vividly why this man had repressed these thoughts for so long. After twenty long years though, he wants, maybe needs, to return and reflect. This is why I put so much trust in time.

I must admit, I've been kind of lonely lately. Not depressed about it, but we've all been there when it would be nice to have someone to give your attention to. When I feel like this I do something you would think would magnify the gaping hole in my romantic life: see a movie alone. It's kind of like reveling in the fact of being alone with makes you in turn feel powerful and contented. 

The wedding was pretty fun, it was an amazing ceremony, I totally cried. I cried at a stranger's wedding. If I knew anyone besides annie it probably would have been more comfortable but I'm really glad I got to see that and drink a bunch of free wine. I'm also glad to spend time with Annie. She's always been kind of hard for me to peg. Seeing people from her immediate past and hearing her talk about her current situation helped me understand her better. 

Her perspective is a little different from mine, some things she does and says I wouldn't do, but I also relate to her in a lot of ways. We're both pretty perceptive to our environment and like to be as honest as we can with people. I think that's why she can come across as selfish or rude to some people. We were both in restricting relationships and for the first time we feel truly independent and free to act any way we please. It's a balancing act, trying to experiment and grow, testing yours and others boundaries, but we're both working towards something positive. 

This is one of my favorite things about growing up. I don't write people off as often as I used to. It's hard and takes some mental work but I'm getting better at realizing my mistakes and making them known. If we all did that a little more, maybe we'd all be more forgiving about things said and done. To self edit all the time is almost impossible. We may not know perfectly who we are or what we want, but most of the time people know what they don't want or don't want to be perceived as.