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#OOTD // The point of existence

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I’ve been feeling a light itch of melancholy lately.

I don’t know if you picked it up between last weeks #socialbloggers chat and my last OOTD post. Or my fears about death.

I watched a film the other day called Boyhood. It followed the story of a boy, his sister and mother from when he was 5 until he was 18. It was a unique film in the sense that it took 12 years to film as it used the same actors throughout.

There was one point when the boy, Mason, was 18. He was leaving for collage and his Mum started to cry, she got angry and said:

You know what I’m realising? My life is just going to go. Like that. This series of milestones. Getting married. Having kids. Getting divorced. The time that we thought you were dyslexic. When I taught you how to ride a bike. Getting divorced… again. Getting my masters degree. Finally getting the job I wanted. Sending Samantha off to college. Sending you off to college. You know what’s next? Huh? It’s my fucking funeral! Just go, and leave my picture!

She put her hands in her head and cried. ‘I just thought they’d be more‘.

I’m really feeling it lately, you know. That yearning to be more, to feel more, to see more, to do more. To find a point, or a way to make this last forever, to last longer, a way not to lose our spark when were here for such a short amount of time’

‘So, what’s the point of this, any of this? Of everything?‘ Mason asked his Dad.

Everything? What’s the point? I mean, I sure as shit don’t know. Neither does anybody else, okay? We’re all just winging it, you know? The good news is you’re feeling stuff. And you’ve got to hold on to that.

I’m still searching for it. I’ll let you know what it is when I find out.

Until then, I’m just winging it.

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