good morning, imaginary constructs

Nicole Kidman as Virginia Woolf, The Hours (2002) dir. Stephen Daldry

The Berkshire Eagle, Pittsfield, Massachusetts, October 7, 1963

this made me a lesbian

Rolf Ohst

The Leftovers → I felt responsible for losing my children, I thought it was my fault. But I moved past it, I evolved. Because that’s pathetic. Terrible things happen in this world, and the only comfort we get is that we didn’t cause them.

today’s mood

“I don’t think you can describe him as a ‘sex addict.’ He’s a predator. But what he’s as it were, the top of the ladder of is a system of harassment, and belittling, and bullying, and interference…..This has been part of our world, women’s world, since time immemorial. So what we need to start talking about is the crisis in masculinity, the crisis of extreme masculinity, which is this sort of behaviour……Do they have to be all as bad as him to make it count? Does it only count if you…have done it to loads and loads and loads of women? Or does it count if you do it to one woman once? I think the latter.” (x)

Sidse Babett Knudsen in Electric Dreams: Crazy Diamond

What a team.

I know we don’t get happily ever afters in real life. I’m a hopeless romantic, not a total fucking idiot. As my friend, Russell, said to me once, “Even with the happiest couples, one of you dies first.” But first there is such unalloyed joy. We went to the supermarket yesterday and we were wandering around and, at one point, he took my hand, because that’s the kind of thing he does. And instantly, I got flustered. Residual anxiety. Remembrance of past battery. Enduring scars. Even though I know I’m hardly likely to get my head kicked in by the salad bar, PDAs can still make me nervous. And then he said, gentle as anything, and I’m not going to do the accent… “If there’s a gay kid in here with his folks, frightened that he’s a freak, don’t you think that it might give him hope, seeing two guys wandering around, being themselves, getting their groceries, like everyone else?” If happiness is a place… it’s the biscuit aisle in Sainsbury’s. And anywhere else I am with him.

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