At times you have to hold onto sorrow, as if it were the only thing. At times you have to release song, as it becomes all you are. Casey Kochmer Mindfulnest

Sometimes I simply need a good sob. For whatever raw reason, sometimes it is the only thing that lets loose an internal pressure that builds up.

And then, at other times, 'laughter is the best medicine'. Glad I was to be getting away. For the past couple of days, the gas has been shut off at our apartment. Last night, the workman were making nasty drilling sounds that vibrated weirdly, like it was vibrating inside me. Proximity was part of the explanation."They're working on the gas thingy that's right outside," Julia replied upon outdoor inspection.

Then her next announcement was, "They're here! Our friends Nick and Shirley were here to take us to the Thursday movie at the Historic theatre. "Aaltra" is a Belgian film, 'dark humor', and just what I needed. Two neighbors were always fighting. The businessman hated the lazy farmhand. They fought and fought and seemed only to live to fight. At the apex of their fights, the farm hand's tractor falls on them both, paralyzing them both. That is only the beginning of their troubles. Both on wheelchairs, they end up hitchhiking across the country. The businessman is obsessed with motorcross, and insists they watch a race. The farmhand wants to go to Finland. I am not sure why, but this is revealed once they get there. They are awful, nasty, and nasty things happen to them all the way. And I laughed, alot, despite myself.

This morning's weird cartoon: