Thursday
My sleep patterns are (once again) a mess. Like, a for serious mess. Yesterday I laid down in the afternoon intending to nap for a few hours, and instead woke up at 2 am. But I think that was the worst of it. If I can just manage a normal (or semi-normal) night of sleep tonight, I may have it all sorted out in time for the weekend. But then again, Joe and I are planning to go out drinking on Friday, so that will probably fuck it up all over again. Ah well.
I saw a movie this morning called 84 Charing Cross Road. I really liked it. There was something honest and sweet about it that really touched me. After it was over I swung by Wikipedia only to find that it was a true story. How neat! Basically it's the story of the correspondence between Helene Hanff, a part-time writer and full-time book lover in New York City and Frank Doel of Marks and Company, a bookseller in London, England over the course of 20 years or so. This version stars Anne Bancroft and Anthony Hopkins, as well as a pretty solid supporting cast that included Judy Dench as Frank's wife.
Anyway, it was really sweet, and if you get the chance to see it, you should.
I'm feeling a bit melancholy lately for no reason in particular. Or probably for the same reasons I always do. I'm sure I'll get over it, but it still sucks. It also probably has a lot to do with my sleeping problems of late. Oh well.
I really need to stop thinking about what might have been and focus on who I am now and what I can do to change the parts of that I don't like. Wishing for a fix in the past isn't going to get me anywhere.
I saw a movie this morning called 84 Charing Cross Road. I really liked it. There was something honest and sweet about it that really touched me. After it was over I swung by Wikipedia only to find that it was a true story. How neat! Basically it's the story of the correspondence between Helene Hanff, a part-time writer and full-time book lover in New York City and Frank Doel of Marks and Company, a bookseller in London, England over the course of 20 years or so. This version stars Anne Bancroft and Anthony Hopkins, as well as a pretty solid supporting cast that included Judy Dench as Frank's wife.
Anyway, it was really sweet, and if you get the chance to see it, you should.
I'm feeling a bit melancholy lately for no reason in particular. Or probably for the same reasons I always do. I'm sure I'll get over it, but it still sucks. It also probably has a lot to do with my sleeping problems of late. Oh well.
I really need to stop thinking about what might have been and focus on who I am now and what I can do to change the parts of that I don't like. Wishing for a fix in the past isn't going to get me anywhere.