Sunday, February 24, 2013

Our very own screenplays

Just got back from a wake. Seeing lots of family that I adore. And I'm thinking about how our lives are like one big giant play and how we get attached to the characters; it doesn't even matter if we see them often or even whether or not we even like them. We just want them to be okay.

When I get all petty on my blog and revisit hurts, well, none of that really matters when I think about the brevity of life. So tonight, I offer a silent nod. As much as I hate this shitty Whitney Houston song, you gotta admit the sentiment is quite nice.

"I hope life treats you kind. And I hope you have all you've dreamed of. And I wish you joy and happiness... But above all this, I wish you love."

(Sent from my phone)


  1. Equally sappy (and less ironic) is I Hope You Dance.

    It's a pity we only generally realize that sentiment at times like funerals...

  2. I immediately started singing this in my head and had to look up the lyrics. What a nice note to end the eve on, thanks ElGuap!