Inspired by a recent conversation with a bloggy friend, who confessed jealousy towards the situation in the Tom Hanks classic movie Castaway.
So I tell a wee story. I says…
Therapist: “Write about the Tom Hanks movie where he’s alone and why we need people in our lives.”
Me: “Are you insane? That’s a DREAM COME TRUE!”
And SCENE.
*bows*
(Editor’s note: Not all the time… just a lot of the time… well, most of the time… unless they’re My People… ergo not annoying… OK. Just make it all the time.)
Diff’rent strokes for diff’rent folks, eh?
😀
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Shaaaaaaaa. Marc’s last comment on one of my posts started this line of thought. He and I are on the same page about this. Of course, we’d be on the same page on separate islands and all. … Ahhhhhhhhhh.
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LOL!!!
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Makes sense to me. Too many people make me cranky.
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Yeah….
GET OFF MY LAWN!
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I’m with you there!
Well, not really.
I’ll keep to my island if you keep to yours!
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I’ll wave to ya…. alllllll the way over there!
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T Siz,
I do feel like a spy most of the time. As if I’ve fooled everyone, and they’ll never know just how solitary an individual I am. I kinda dig that, I’m not gonna lie. 🙂
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Yep, playin’ the game.
Also, there, but not. Always watching. Almost invisible, except when we don’t wanna be. Mm hmm.
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You know it. 😉
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I explained to my mother how STUPID and inane that movie was and she said to me, “It had to be something, you just talked about it for thirty minutes.”
Touche.
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Grrrrrrr. Dammit, Mom!
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