The dream itself was very sad, but I keep thinking about the portion before all the sadness took over. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, and if I were an artist I would try to paint it, but I’m not.
I was on a frozen beach. Everything was grey, almost black & white, and so cold. I didn’t feel cold, and I certainly wasn’t dressed for it. Kept looking out to the frozen sea at the giant waves that were freezing almost instantly. Small groups of people walking across the tops, similar to this…

The people looked like little black figures from all their bundling in dark clothing, and they were huddled together. Couldn’t tell if they were fleeing, or playing.
Towards the shore, the sea was calmer, but the ripples in the water were frozen.

Everything looked almost like it was black & white.. all colors were faded and muted, except this woman in a bright green coat. She stuck out, like she was the only person in the world with any color to her at all, and I was so angry with myself for not having a camera with me. Then, the water seemed to be thawing and I was worried for the people crossing over. Especially the woman in green.
My boyfriend asked me what was wrong, repeatedly, and I turned to him and screamed “I want to break up!!”, and I heard the wave crash on shore.
I saw Inheritance the other day, too. It’s a documentary about a woman named Monika Hertwig, who is the daughter of Amon Goeth (famously portrayed by Ralph Fiennes in Schindler’s List), and it’s about her journey to come to terms with who her father really was. She meets a holocaust survivor named Helen, who was chosen by Goeth to work in his house as his slave. Anything related to the holocaust is tragic and heart breaking, but this was especially sad because both women are looking for closure and I don’t think either will ever find it.
Reached my max on sad documentaries.
I was about to watch Trouble the Water, a documentary about Hurricane Katrina, and I could only watch about two minutes of it. I think I’m still emotionally zapped from Dear Zachary and once the filmmaker said “even my dog is scared” and showed footage of the dog tied up in the yard before the storm, I turned it off. I just don’t think I can handle watching another family deal with disaster.
Also, I nearly lost my own dog the other day and was panicking so hard that I had to lay down. I let him out in the backyard for a potty break and when I went to check on him, I noticed the gate was open and my heart starting RACING. I took off down the street, barefoot in 110 degree weather. I was crying and couldn’t find him, so I came back to get some shoes and my keys so I could drive and cover more distance. That’s when I found him sitting in the garage.
He was in the yard the entire time, I just assumed he escaped when I saw the open gate. I’ve never been so happy to see that little cuddle monster.
So, Trouble the Water will have to wait for another day. I have to say it does look good, though.
This was my favorite song a few years back and I just rediscovered it after waking up in the middle of the night. Used to make me feel sexy. Still does.
My TV broke a few weeks ago, so I’ve been watching a lot of things on Netflix. On Tuesday I watched Dear Zachary: A Letter To a Son About His Father, and it is single-handedly the most heartbreaking, gut wrenching, beautifully made documentary I have ever seen.
The sadness can be unbearable and nauseating at times, but it’s also full of so much love. I can’t recommend it enough.
Keep finding myself abusing twitter and thought this might be a good idea. It’s also 2am, and “good idea” + 2am usually don’t mesh well, so… we shall see. Probably won’t use much.