The Hours

Went to see The Hours today. I thought all the performances were some of the best I have ever seen. The stories were mesmerizing and addictive. I started to cry very early in the movie and continued intermittantly throughout the rest of the show. While crying, I wondered who I was crying for...the characters? Me? Dick? Wow, this movie could be a major downer for anyone over 40 looking back on their lives.

Seeing this movie today was so perfect. Last night, I really got (emotionally) that I am going to be 54 years old. I was stunned at the revelation. 54! My life is probably more than half over. Even if I live beyond 100, will I be frail and forgetful? No..I refuse that path. However, at 54, I am a long time from being labeled "full of potential". My accident removed 11 years from my productive life. Will I make a come-back of any type?

Will I start a new career? Does it really matter? Well, yes, it does. I want to get back into the world again. A world of my choosing... A world of my creation...