A Banksy

[A photograph I took of "a Banksy" from the exhibit in Melbourne - (Were we allowed to take photos?  Was he watching me?  Will I be a part of the next exhibit??  Damn.)]

The Someone I haven't said much about... filled my life with music and dreams and hope and... seemed to be exactly what I had asked for, somehow.  Well, almost.  Er...maybe... yet to be determined... but, that's so hopeful to write, isn't it?  And, haven't I learned, yet, that hope can be so frivolous.  But, to give up hope.... 

Elevate

Writing by candlelight, watching the rain, and drinking a wine called Stars Like Ours -- which seems perfect for the moment.

I saw two films in the last two days: 

• Hidden Figures - a film about the untold stories of amazing black women who changed the trajectory of the space program in the 60s, while breaking down racial boundaries, and never giving up.  

• La La Land - a visceral, inescapable modern day musical that left me speechless and with an actual pain in my heart.  Like, a good pain.  Like, an important pain.  (The film could've used a better sound mixer -- though, in the end, it really didn't matter.)

Surprisingly wholesome and inspiring films.