Sunday, November 19, 2006


here's this line from an old TV show that no one (besides R because he knows every line ever said on television/in movies) would remember. I have no idea why I remember it. Something about seeing the same people over and over and just what, exactly, is the point of that? Is God running out of people to cast as the extras in your life? Why are the people you didn't like the first time through reappearing, getting recycled?

Thinking about this lately, or at least some variation of it. Wondering why old boyfriends and friends always seem to return when you least expect them, optimistic about that second chance that never really works out. This used to seem somehow exciting or validating, but now it just feels like the plot of some horror movie where brain eating zombies keep coming back from the dead.