This afternoon, I became really depressed. My nature is not to admit to such feelings, but more and more, I really do not have many people to discuss matters with. Either they are busy with their lives, or they are really worse off than I am. The problem is that I don't wish to face the facts, and if I do, there is really little I can do about it at this point.
This evening, I was alone, and I watched a film based on a John Grishham novel, THE CHAMBER. Performances by Gene Hackman as a condemned racist bomber and Faye Dunnaway as his daughter were really quite good, and the story had its moments, but the screenplay was not very good. And of course, in a depressed state, I didn't really find THE CHAMBER as redemptive as the makers hoped.
And so, here I am, feeling mighty low.
And the rest of TV was going over and over Whitney Houston's death, now certain to involve heavy alcohol and prescription drug use. Perhaps, if the general society will realize what a huge problem drugs and alcohol is, well across the society, her manner of death might provide a lesson. Otherwise, it will be just another ghoulish ride.
No word about the project I was so excited about, yesterday.
Macresarf1 would write no more this day.
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