Open the link before you read what I’m about to write. That is the site edited by Fran, a friend I met during the Pilgrimage in Spain. I like getting ideas from their film reviews on what good movies to watch.
I haven’t had the chance to see the movie but I have been bothered since I read it yesterday. I settled to watch Girl with the Dragon Tattoo last night, a good Swedish Movie, but I stayed awake thinking of Joyce Vincent.
I couldn’t help to stop thinking I could be her. The first one to look for me if I die in my room would be my boss because I won’t show up for work. If it happens on a Friday evening, it would take 3 days for people to notice that I’m gone. Though quite sociable, except for my work, I don’t interact with the same people everyday. That I think would be the down side to being single and sociable. I am happy now & death doesn’t bother me so much but I wonder why I thought about Joyce a lot, I even left my umbrella in the bus.
The fear, I think is in the tragedy of the situation. It’s not that loved ones don’t care to check on me everyday. It’s just the risk of always being OK, people don’t think it can be otherwise.
But then again, when you’re always there for everyone, someone out there makes sure you’re OK, sending you angels at just the right time.
Thanks for indulging me with my thoughts. I’m now OK.
