Tuesday, March 01, 2005

The Bible of Breakfast at Tiffany's Part II

Holly: You know those days when you get the mean reds?
Paul: The mean reds, you mean like the blues?
Holly: No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?
Paul: Sure.
Holly: Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away.


Do you ever just go along with life and are happy go lucky and then something of not much consequence happens and all of a sudden you feel alone? So alone. And you begin to wonder if you will always feel like this. you know that this feeling might be gone in an hour, and definitely by the time you put on your next show aka lesson at school, where everyone laughs at your jokes and how silly you are and gives you hugs and tells you how much they love you. But for the time being it feels like the mean reds. You maybe have guys who seem interested in you, or at least that you are interested in. You have tons of friends who would come running at the drop of a hat. You might finally get to watch Gilmore Girls--which you forgot how much you like (even though you don't admit it in mixed company) and you wonder why....why do you feel this way. There is no reason, and yet there it is. Although I don't have to give into self-pity -- it is the truth and I have to acknowledge it. Tonight I feel alone.

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