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May 22, 2019
If you haven’t figured it out already, I am exhausted. I am – still – exhausted. There is a great deal I could write about what I’ve seen in films, but I am exhausted.
If you believed that I wore my Norway t-shirt because of my last blog post, you’d be wrong. I was thinking about a man, so I wanted to wear my shirt. I was thinking about a man, it should be pretty obvious, I am not following you people, I never have, and I never really did.
The earrings, in the movie, Leap Year, I’ve already written about, they are the little silver earrings I bought at a mall in the early nineties. I wore them all the time, they were classic, timeless, they were not trendy, or fad-y.
The movie, Sleepless in Seattle, is about my mother, his wife dies, and he is an architect. Probably they were putting plans in place to change my mother’s career, and they ruined it, took it away from her, breaking her piece by piece, by never allowing her to be loved.
Obviously, the brain-thinking-talking was used to protect civilians from being exposed to secrets, truths, information that they did not need to be aware of, for their protection.
You think he’s an audacious criminal mastermind, from Sherlock is about my brother. Not every detail in the description that Sherlock gives is about my brother; however, he really did have halitosis when he was a teen-ager in Oregon.
The car that makes a noise, in Sherlock, is about my mother’s car accident, it makes it appears as though the people who were involved in hitting my mother’s car from behind have a connection, people thought they were talking to people in the police, it makes it appear people believed they were working together.
Giving up the camera phone, from Sherlock, is about my mother, quitting working for Disney because my mother’s life depended on it, in a manner of speaking. I really cannot believe you people allowed my mother to be killed. I doubt I will ever get over my mother’s death. I had felt it was important to start living my life, get married, have a family of my own, I feel I should never have given up being her caregiver. It feels like one of the worst mistakes in my life. I have never wanted to live like this.
How well would you be able to manage having company 24 hours a day, 365 days a year? That is close to what it feels like living here, constantly in front of television cameras. It is not a close comparison. The pressure is enormous.
Be careful here, this has been taken out of context, when people have referenced, a quick set, working fast, working quickly, for instance, when filming on a set, it is a business move and decision, film sets are very expensive. Also, wrapping a film-set quickly allows everyone to have more time off.
Did they actually test the real former policewoman, who talked through my former family friend in California yesterday, and did she actually fail?
It is the equivalent of sending a newborn that was born prematurely, a newborn that was born in a hospital, a prematurely born baby and sending it to the county dump to see if it will survive rather than giving it care in a preemie-wing at the hospital. The Berlin wall, these events were happening rather quickly, and I did not have a lot to work with, nor did my mother because of what the female said through a female family friend it sent me back to a – straight, white man, the closest approximation of love I had available. She wouldn’t have known it was going to have that effect, she wouldn’t have been able to see into the future; however, it is what her brain told me because it sent me to a straight white man who wanted to marry me, get it?
It makes it appear that many people are – terrified. You people look absolutely terrified of me being able to have a life without television cameras, to be a real person, and to get married, have a husband, a man to love me, and for me to love. You look – absolutely terrified. There is no reason whatsoever for me to continue living this way. I will never be able to be truly loved, and do you know the difficulty he had, it was not to run away, the real Hannibal Lecter was having a difficult time not just walking over to me and start talking, he wanted to. It’s only normal. He’s a man, he is not a misogynist, he wanted to talk to me, he wants real. It’s only normal.
When my mother, brother, and I were vacationing in San Francisco, I was pre-teen, my mother and I stopped at a shop in Chinatown, looking at bathrobes, my mother got one, I still have it, and I got a shorter one. The woman in the shop tried to get me to buy a different color, she was talking up a turquoise colored cotton robe. I still have the memory because someone else was there too. So, something else happened in San Francisco, it appears it happened – when we arrived at the airport. It just tells me, you have gotten good intelligence and work from me, when I’ve travelled. Travelled, that is not the same as driving.
I am exhausted.
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