Life, Love, and Other Stuff Like That
So, I just watched Dan in Real Life, which is a pretty good movie, actually. I like Steve Carell a lot, as he's a funny guy, but more importantly, he is one of the few "everyman" actors that I've really seen the last few years.
However, as has been my wont after watching a movie, I took a short stroll in the balmy weather (no irony, actually--it was 24F when I left Fisher, which is much warmer than it has been. I got too hot and took off my jacket.) and thought about things. I have said, many times to many people on many occasions, that I am not interested in romantic relationships with anyone, either gender. I'm pretty much the inverse of bisexual. Lately, though, /me has been feeling that he wants to have something. I'm not sure, but then, of course, does anyone. I have no one in particular that I am thinking about, just that I may not be who I once thought I was. I want to belong to someone. Well, OK, that sounds a little odd, but I hope you know what I mean. Words are too clumsy, but I want someone that can say to me:
I have the only key to your heart
I can stop you falling apart
Try today, you'll find this way
Come on and give me a chance to say
Let my love open the door
It's all I'm living for
Release yourself from misery
There's only one thing gonna set you free
That's my love
and have it be true in full. (Pete Townshend, "Let My Love Open The Door")
It seems cliché to say that a movie or a song has changed my life, and so I won't say it. It's also not true. I have been working my way towards this conclusion for a while. There have been other instances of this slow thought process finally followed by an epiphany of sorts in my life, and this isn't even the biggest one I've had. However, it does change the fact that, perhaps, when I meet someone, or am talking to someone, I may just see what could be.
I have, as some may know, at one point or another in my life, written short stories. The latest of these was written shortly after another one of my epiphanies in late October last year. No story ever has been told without any trace of the author in it, and most have more than a little vested therein. I will leave it to the reader to see what is and is not true to life in "Appartenenti" (PDF).
I have played with the idea of starting a webcomic based on "Appartenenti", but as usual, this decision is taking a while to come to. We'll see when it comes.
Farewell for now, and live, love, and try.
--
Andrew G. Meyer
Memento Mori Ergo Carpe Diem
(hell yeah!)
However, as has been my wont after watching a movie, I took a short stroll in the balmy weather (no irony, actually--it was 24F when I left Fisher, which is much warmer than it has been. I got too hot and took off my jacket.) and thought about things. I have said, many times to many people on many occasions, that I am not interested in romantic relationships with anyone, either gender. I'm pretty much the inverse of bisexual. Lately, though, /me has been feeling that he wants to have something. I'm not sure, but then, of course, does anyone. I have no one in particular that I am thinking about, just that I may not be who I once thought I was. I want to belong to someone. Well, OK, that sounds a little odd, but I hope you know what I mean. Words are too clumsy, but I want someone that can say to me:
I have the only key to your heart
I can stop you falling apart
Try today, you'll find this way
Come on and give me a chance to say
Let my love open the door
It's all I'm living for
Release yourself from misery
There's only one thing gonna set you free
That's my love
and have it be true in full. (Pete Townshend, "Let My Love Open The Door")
It seems cliché to say that a movie or a song has changed my life, and so I won't say it. It's also not true. I have been working my way towards this conclusion for a while. There have been other instances of this slow thought process finally followed by an epiphany of sorts in my life, and this isn't even the biggest one I've had. However, it does change the fact that, perhaps, when I meet someone, or am talking to someone, I may just see what could be.
I have, as some may know, at one point or another in my life, written short stories. The latest of these was written shortly after another one of my epiphanies in late October last year. No story ever has been told without any trace of the author in it, and most have more than a little vested therein. I will leave it to the reader to see what is and is not true to life in "Appartenenti" (PDF).
I have played with the idea of starting a webcomic based on "Appartenenti", but as usual, this decision is taking a while to come to. We'll see when it comes.
Farewell for now, and live, love, and try.
--
Andrew G. Meyer
Memento Mori Ergo Carpe Diem
(hell yeah!)