The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Enough of that shit.

Just watched half of Groundhog Day, in tears part of the way. I've seen this movie so many times, and it still gets right under my skin. It really should be an awful movie, so repetitious, rather sentimental, and yet. It addresses sentimentality head on, and digs underneath.

Letting go, appreciating where I am, and who I love.

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