just say no to PSDS

god dammit post show depression syndrome totally sucks. and it's not like the last two days have been bad at all or anything. but that doesn't matter when it comes to this stuff... there's just this nagging sense of loss. you birth this incredible, painful and hopefully beautiful artistic baby with people and you get to live with it for about 2 months and then POOF. gone. sometimes it's more like a little death than others.... and sometimes you kiss them goodbye with the finger. this one will take a little time... and a little more time... ;) and i've been listening to WAY too much damien rice and that just exacerbates these things.... feeling so '9 Crimes' right now. yeah. big time. followed up with a little 'Volcano' and 'Rootless Tree'. devastating. shit.

...just like 'Into the Wild'. don't go see this movie if you are at all in a tender state. well, unless you need a good sob-fest. jesus. I read the book a couple of years ago on the AMD's recommendation. (good call. i ended up reading everything john krakauer has written. you should do the same.) it's a book you will not soon forget. it just leaves these trails with you... i feel like i had ghost pains from that book... like being haunted.... and, well, the movie was pretty stunning. it seems to have had a similar effect. ouch. but, wow. i do so appreciate art that can elicit that much of an emotional response.... something so very alive about that. it feels like you are part of the transfer of something so basic, so communal, so human...so....so...cardinal...so fundamental... which is something i think is missing so much in day to day life...

i'm going to get all sensitive if i think about this more right now. it best be getting on to bedtime.