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Now, can we please end the insufferable hypocrisy and let the woman rest in peace already? Somehow I doubt it. Listening to NPR this morning, you'd think the Pope had been the one who died.
I've not felt much like writing this week (troublesome, since that's how I earn them paychecks I'm fond of spending). Still, I've wanted to comment on the death of Paul Hester, drummer for one of my favorite bands, Crowded House, and one of the few musicians I've had the pleasure of seeing naked on a concert stage. His exuberant stage antics were the second reason I so enjoyed a CH show, the first being (duh!) the music. CH frontman Neil Finn, one of my personal songwriting gods, made an appropriately eloquent statement regarding the loss of his friend. I listened to Together Alone in tribute.
With three people very dear to me going through divorces right now, the matter of relationships ending is one weighing heavily on my mind. Long-held beliefs about the institution of marriage have been challenged and are now being questioned at every turn. I could not have predicted that the dissolution of a marriage other than my parents' or my own could affect me so fiercely. At best, my closeness to their experiences has given me a far better understanding of what I want and do not want in terms of my own relationships. That doesn't make me any less sad for them, unfortunately.
Despite the drama unfolding around me, I am curiously content currently. I appreciate the shit out of my job, relish every tasty morsel of freelance writing assignments and continue to contemplate graduate school, all while busying myself with planning my next move. It's exhausting being me.
* The requisite Crowded House lyric, natch.
Posted by ayelet at March 31, 2005 09:05 AM