We Don't Live Here Anymore
Aug. 16th, 2004 10:35 pmIt's funny. I forget how frantic and busy I am when I try to mix social work with a social life. When I'm unemployed, it seems like I have eleventy billion free boring hours a day, and now I'm swamped. When I was unemployed, I seemed to have hours and hours with which to hit 'refresh' on my browser. Now I'm sitting here wondering about friend cuts again. I haven't cut since the last time I got a job.
After work, My Jennifer and I went to Hahvahd Square to see a free screening of We Don't Live Here Anymore. If you are having relationship problems, I highly recommend it. There's nothing like watching the irrational ugliness of others to realize how irrational your own ugliness is. Within the first 10 minutes or so, after the first argument not based in reality or the first hints of infidelity, all I could think about was, "Wow, I /so/ don't ever want to be those people." I guess that's the essence of what the 'work' of relationships is all about.
It's so easy and effortless to fall out of love. I remember clearly the day I asked A. if he was still able to write me a love letter and he said no. It was so silent, so soft - like the first overnight snowfall. While we slept, the drifts were building. Amazing.
I never want to be those people. I never want to say those things, feel that ire. I want to have and raise children, establish a home, build a life, with this one woman.
After work, My Jennifer and I went to Hahvahd Square to see a free screening of We Don't Live Here Anymore. If you are having relationship problems, I highly recommend it. There's nothing like watching the irrational ugliness of others to realize how irrational your own ugliness is. Within the first 10 minutes or so, after the first argument not based in reality or the first hints of infidelity, all I could think about was, "Wow, I /so/ don't ever want to be those people." I guess that's the essence of what the 'work' of relationships is all about.
It's so easy and effortless to fall out of love. I remember clearly the day I asked A. if he was still able to write me a love letter and he said no. It was so silent, so soft - like the first overnight snowfall. While we slept, the drifts were building. Amazing.
I never want to be those people. I never want to say those things, feel that ire. I want to have and raise children, establish a home, build a life, with this one woman.
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Date: 2004-08-17 03:04 am (UTC)I've really wanted to see that movie. Isn't Peter Krause from Six Feet Under in it?
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Date: 2004-08-18 12:26 pm (UTC)I'm really slow to fall out of love, too. Or maybe it's the "love" (and not the "in love") that I hang onto forever and ever. All I know is that once I find reasons to really love someone, I don't seem to ever totally stop. Jen makes fun of me because I keep in touch with most of my exes, but why wouldn't I? They were worth enough to me to love, right?
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Date: 2004-08-17 12:54 pm (UTC)maybe i should see this movie.
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Date: 2004-08-18 12:27 pm (UTC)It's hard when I see people in relationships having arguments that are of a similar vein of my own arguments in my own relationships. I think it's because it makes me realize how dumb the arguments really are.
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Date: 2004-08-18 02:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-19 12:11 am (UTC)And I know busy. I don't begrudge you at all. I know that you are thinking of us as much as we are thinking of you. :)