Traveling Soldier by the Dixie Chicks came on literally right after I finished reading that a close friend of mine has decided to join the IDF.
A lot to think about today.
Can we please talk about Benedicts full name
Benedict Timothy Carlton Cumberbatch
who the hell names their child that
literally the same people that named their child william sherlock scott holmes
And decided to call that child “Sherlock” rather than “William”
Friend’s protect people.
It’s a chick-flick night.
Over the past few months I’ve been feeling more and more sequestered, alone, and depressed. I’ve been repeating Sherlock’s words over and over in my head.
"Alone is what I have. Alone protects me."
But I suddenly realized that I continually forget John’s response.
”No. Friends protect people.”
I’ve been acting as if I repeat Sherlock’s phrase enough, I’ll some how rise above isolation and pain. But that’s not how life works. We all need support. Even Sherlock.
Latching on to Sherlock’s message made me feel justified in pushing people out, pushing them away. But that hasn’t worked.
I think I’ll try repeating John’s words for a while. See where that gets me.
You know it’s October when your friends subconsciously hum “This is Halloween” under their breath as they do homework. Happy fall.