Something from nothing
It's come to my attention that I've never seen Harry Brown. How did this happen? I love Michael Cain and his badassery, where in the time-suck black-hole that was 2009 for me did this cinematic gem manage to elude me?
In either case, you'd best believe I'm going to be watching this bad boy On The Soon.
I've been thinking about that time a lot lately -2009, that is. Or more specifically, I guess, the mind-suck that was late 07/early 08 and the residual baggage that spilled over into 2009.Everything that happened, all the hurt and the confusion and the stupid things I did for love.
Was it love, even?
I don't know... it doesn't feel like what I have now, is that normal? I guess because this one isn't riddled with constant fights and dealing with a man who really didn't want to grow up.
Couldn't, maybe?
In either case, it's like night and day.
It was definitely something, but was I even in touch with myself to be able to really love someone else yet?
I don't know, looking back.
So much has happened in the past year alone and I guess it's a self-reflection thing.
Reading some of my old, old posts on Old Blog... who was I, even?
A shadow of who I am now.
If that even means anything at all.
