I watched The Diving Bell and the Butterfly last night. The movie put me in a weird mood because it was so depressing and seemingly hopeless. Yet, Bauby expressing his thoughts and emotions with wit and creativity was so beautiful. The story was beautifully tragic. So, I think I liked the movie. I may need to watch it again. It was visually stunning. The imagination is quite amazing and I think I enjoyed the movie because it mostly takes place in his mind. I want to read the book now.
My life was a string of near-misses, the women I was unable to love, the chances of joy I let drift away… a race whose result I knew beforehand, but failed to bet on the winner.
Andrea and I talked about how we really need to live fully because you never know when you’ll have a stroke and only be able to blink one eye for the rest of your life.
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