So I have this mini collection of potential blog entries to deal with.
I could go for miles on any of them and probably will some day, but today I wanted to simply throw a few at the wall and see what sticks for you.
We’ll start with a nice one. Upbeat.
My mother had a flat tire yesterday and she called me to come help her
She wasn’t too far away and I got there fast. I wasn’t too sure what was in her van as far as manufacturer-supplied tools.
Experience has shown me that whatever they give you is usually inadequate. Not so this time. Score one for me.
Took care of the whole thing no problem and Ma was so happy! Not just about the flat being fixed.
She was even happier about the fact that she knew she could call me and I would be there. Available.
Not in a bar. Not twisted at home with my symptoms assailing me.
She was so glad that now she can count on me.
How good did that make ME feel? Pretty damn good.
I’ve been dying to share this next bit ever since it occurred to me.
If you suffer from bipolarism then you may already be familiar with what I’m about to say.
If you are unafflicted and curious as to what this illness may feel like at times, or not aware of the training tool I’m about to share, then dig on this:
Go watch the movie “Eraserhead” by David Lynch
Confusion, dissociation, despair, depression, pointlessness, bleakness, on and on.
I have no clue what possessed anyone to make such a film.
Oh, it’s also unconventional. The settings presented are places you’d never want to be. The conversations uncomfortable. This is my point exactly.
I’ve seen Eraserhead about four times over the years.
I may have finished it once, when I was quite a bit younger, high, and not yet all tore up in the head with my symptoms. Not sure on that. As I said, I was high. Memory’s a bit fuzzy.
It’s a hard flick to sit through. It’s frigging upsetting in a way that is indescribable. You have to watch it to understand what I mean.
If you’re already depressed or bipolar, I don’t recommend seeing it. It might take you to a place you don’t want to go.
But if you do watch it or have seen it, you’ll probably agree with my viewpoint.
I love David Lynch movies, by the way. LOVE them! But that one gives me trouble.
He’d probably like that.