Friday, January 26, 2007

I Don't Know Where These Things Come From

I remember once hearing somewhere that during her prime Hedy Lamarr would spend hours roaming from room to room in her Beverly Hills mansion weeping inconsolably, a beautiful girl haunted by the vague but inevitable fear of getting old and losing her looks.

I think about this a lot. Sometimes I think I can understand it perfectly, simply because I too have a knack for worrying about things a whole lifetime before they will ever happen.