All About

While looking for a photo of the Main Heroine taming a horse (a painfully obvious metaphor, I know, but my brain went there immediately), I stumbled across several shots from the early seasons that were so beautiful, so painterly, that each of them deserved to be framed.

A palate cleanser.

. . . Sometimes I need a reminder of why I'm here in the first place. And, more importantly, for whom.

And that it has absolutely nothing to do with the compulsive petting of horse muzzles for social media content.

Iain Thomas. I Wrote This For You

All right. Enough with the applied dog studies. Let us move on to something nicer. Or rather, let us allow “Honey” to speak.

Have you watched that interview?

. . . Because the message basically boils down to this: “Back in high school we were inseparable best friends, constantly together, emotionally fused at the molecular level — and now that we all have completely separate adult lives, careers, partners, children, and responsibilities, our relationships are somehow even stronger".

Which is, of course, complete nonsense.

Anyone who possesses at least minimal social experience — and more than two brain cells — understands perfectly well that this is not how human relationships work.

Same situation here, I would argue.

And another question for the ladies: how many of you, while having a long-term partner and children (child...), spend substantial amounts of time hanging out with single, childless bachelors?

Exactly. . . .

And watching the Main Heroine stare at the Main Character with visible tension while he constructs these rather implausible narratives produces some extremely specific visual associations in my head.

. . . To be fair, though: after ten years, she does look at him more affectionately than before. But the tension remains. She still looks like someone anxiously monitoring every word in fear that he accidentally reveals too much.

. . .

And finally: that hotel bed with the messy pillows. Does it not evoke certain associations for anyone else?

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Can we talk about this gif for a second?

They weren’t in character here. They were reading the lines from pages on the floor.

Mahatma Gandhi

❤️💕❤️

William Makepeace Thackeray. Sketches and Travels

Some will reduce it to a mere coat of clear polish — the essence of a basic manicure. Yet I recognize the same thumb — here and there.

. . . There are no coincidences, my dear friends. Only signs.

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. . . For the skeptics: AI analysis of the images ⤵️⤵️⤵️

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Believe what you want.

Jamie and Claire

Thank you, Cellinde, for easing some of my depression!