body

A few moments ago I was overwhelmed by sadness. I realized that I don't exist anymore: I am a memory.
And while it may be that we are the sum of our past, it doesn't change the fact that it is past. All that remains is a fossil, white and dead.
I apologize for the vagueness, but I needed to take that thought out of my body.

Anyway...

Yesterday I saw Everything is Illuminated with Catalina. It was an awesome movie about an American looking for his Jewish family history in the Ukraine. It is touching and hilarious and thoughtful and features many delightful Eastern-Europeanisms, in which I delight.
Come to think of it, I've seen a lot of really great movies in the past few weeks: Water, Hotel Rwanda, Jarhead and now this.

Speaking of the media, only one more week until Rosenrot comes out. ::: Relief :::

On the subway ride down to the theatre yesterday, Catalina and I were talking about languages and I compared something to German. Suddenly I hear a voice say "You speak German?" I turned to find a small Indonesian guy, who went on to ask me various things abut my linguistic prowess. It was quickly discovered that we are both Rammstein fans, and we had a nice little talk for about two subway stops.

During this conversation we discussed classical versus modern music. I said that I don't really care for classical simply I find it harder to get harder to get really familiar with the music. I like knowing a song inside and out, and being able to anticipate every note.
Which got me to thinking: Is that a general statement about me? Do I prefer the tried-tested-and-true over something new? Specifically, I am thinking about people.
To answer me own question, I think it is "yes." I like to have a few good people around me, people whom I know inside and out. I like to be able to anticipate how they will behave. I believe that in life there is more than enough trauma and distress, and the last thing we need is to find yet more when we come home.