It’s strange how meeting a friend after some time and spending a lovely evening with him can make you sadder than not seeing him at all…

It just brought home to me that several people who I felt really close to have grown away from me, with different lives and different friends. Sure, they still care about me, but more in a “oh, let’s catch up one of these days” kind of way. And I so very much miss them. But when I do see them (normally on my initiative), everything feels fine, so I don’t mention it (or only very circumspectly), in order not to ruin our time together.

And I’m not sure at all that this blog is the right place to ponder all of this, as it all sounds very pathetic. Plus, public. But I thought about emailing my friends about it and decided not to (because it’s my problem not theirs), yet I did have to put it ‘out there’ somewhere, where it could be found if looked for.

But enough of this already – I don’t feel like wallowing in self-pity. Instead I recommend that everyone who loves movies with a strong female lead, a great 1930s setting and lots of laughter to go see Being Julia! Annette Bening is just awesome in it – a fantastic role for her. Just a really, really satisfying movie experience for me. And that’s what I’m focusing on. 🙂