Di and I always loved this movie. All the dancing! I wish I had that kind of devotion to a dream. I never really dreamed much, I always just went with the flow. One day at a time and I would sway this way or that way. It’s not a bad way to live life, there’s a lot that’s happened to me that never would have if I had been tunnel-visioned by destiny’s desire. But I wish I had a little more determination in where I ended up. And I wish I had never quit ballet.
Bury it deep. Some pains are so painful that the only way to survive them is to forget. Perhaps if it doesn’t leave a scar, it hasn’t healed yet.
But I think the thing that drives us crazy is not knowing. And sometimes we have to make things up to help put us at peace. To rid some of the worry, some of the guilt. The most chilling part was when he rearranged the letters to say, bury me.
Sometimes silence resonates so loudly. I can’t imagine having to go through what Melinda went through. Losing your friends, being raped and then not having the words or the strength to tell. Never assume. People can be hurting and you’ll never know if you keep on assuming things. That’s one of my pitfalls. Assumption and judgment.
Self-expression comes in so many forms. For me, this blog. Another art. Another music. We all have our mediums. We just need to find them.