Robinson's death has hit me hard. Also, the general feeling of doglessness. I haven't been without a dog, except for when on holiday, for eighteen years. And only for brief periods in my whole life. And maybe I'm at the best of times a bit lonely, and a dog is a comforting Presence in one's life, even when it is old and infirm and sleeping most ( Read more... )

So, because our "Black Wednesday" film noir night fell through and will become "Black Tuesday" next week, lidocafe and I went to see Once this evening instead. It was lovely, but leaves me feeling sad and empty and lamenting my lost youth and lost loves and lost opportunities and ... sigh. Like Before Sunrise, it was for me like seeing own life flashing ( Read more... )