Foggy Headed

For the past few days my mind has been foggy. I’ve been unable to hold the things I’ve been feeling I need to focus on. Perhaps it’s winter that’s stirring up the fog, which may be just so much blowing snow. There’s another blizzard coming in a couple hours, and it couldn’t be better timed.

I’ve been thinking on the need for community on the internet, a more sincere and connected web rather than just a link here and there. That’s one aspect that stand-alone blogs and journals lack, the interconnectedness of community. Sites such as Live Journal, for all their limitations, do have ample community. Does anyone have any ideas for implementing a greater sense of community among disparate sites? One way I would like to begin is to start including links to those who read my journal on a links page so that I and other visitors can easily see who might be commenting or silently hanging on every word (if I want to feign conceit). If you read here often and would like to have your own site linked to, please let me know.

This past week I watched Intermission, a film set in Dublin that follows the lives of an odd cast of characters as their lives intersect through love, lust, greed and anger. It was enjoyable and comical, well paced and full of surprising connections and interactions. The highlight for me was Colm Meaney‘s Jerry Lynch, a police officer who was distinctly of the old guard, a “true Celtic” as he’d want to be known, a character that gave the film a distinct flavour and contributed to the comedy immensely.

One of my favourite publications and websites is Found Magazine, a home to found items, “love letters, birthday cards, kids’ homework, to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles- anything that gives a glimpse into someone else’s life.” In essence, it’s a wonderful look into the lives of others through what they have lost, discarded and forgotten. Each time I look at the new collections of found things I’m moved to tears, smiles, head shakes and chuckles, filled with aspects of life.

My favourite find of all time is titled “i love.” The description adds a good deal to the item, but I find it immensely profound on its own. Is there any better mantra, motto or notion to live by than “I love”? If only each of us could take that scrawl to heart and simply love, with no single object or person needed.

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