And you find some way to survive / And you find out you don't have to be happy at all / To be happy you're alive
Just caught a local staging of Next to Normal, a musical about how grief, mental illness, and medication affect relationships, and how absence is a house that exists spatially and continues to grow with the people who are still present.
I'm not exactly sure I liked it, especially because I was struggling to make out the lyrics and orient myself in the setting, but I found this one interesting in how the second act was much brighter and enjoyable than the first, which was extremely intense and overwhelming. There were things it did really well--its characterization of absence, the complicated emotions that arise when people are no longer the same (whether it's because of trauma, drugs, or illness), and the idea of your past and present selves being ghosts of each other...
I did want to see some sort of continuation for Natalie's school/piano recital storyline as its own thing outside Gabe or her parents. I know the mother and daughter storylines are supposed to be parallels that form a picture of generational trauma when you put them together, but I couldn't help but be a bit miffed at the romantic relationship superseding Natalie's own inner life that I thought they were building up in act one.
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Recent frivolous online purchases that have actually improved my life: a pack of cable ties (the ones with velcro) and a 3-meter charging cable.
I have a working A/C now, which is timely because it's been getting hot. It's an inverter type that's supposed to be meant for longer use so I'm still getting used to turning it on earlier in the evening and not right before bed. I'm enjoying being able to put on clothes and body lotion at night and not feeling weighed down by sweat. XD
I inadvertently found out that I can buy some translated manhwa physicals in the usual manga/light novel shops, which is making me angry (I'm trying to save money so I'd rather not know what I can buy) but ALSO awakening a soft longing to own collected comics again.
You would think this would motivate me to get back into decluttering, but it is, unfortunately, just reinforcing my anxiety.
I'm still spending my free time either mindlessly reading webtoons on my phone or writing about them on my physical journal, but I think I can try reading books again and maybe even continuing my unfinished games. I found my Kindle strap and all!
I've been going out and interacting with people more than I usually do (which is never), and the mere act of leaving the house has been an ordeal every time because I'm still in hibernation mode. /o\ I did get to see a bunch of well-fed stray cats, which was nice!
Also trying to get back into exercising more regularly; I've been complacent since my backaches haven't been as pervasive, but I can already feel myself becoming less mobile haha.
Just caught a local staging of Next to Normal, a musical about how grief, mental illness, and medication affect relationships, and how absence is a house that exists spatially and continues to grow with the people who are still present.
I'm not exactly sure I liked it, especially because I was struggling to make out the lyrics and orient myself in the setting, but I found this one interesting in how the second act was much brighter and enjoyable than the first, which was extremely intense and overwhelming. There were things it did really well--its characterization of absence, the complicated emotions that arise when people are no longer the same (whether it's because of trauma, drugs, or illness), and the idea of your past and present selves being ghosts of each other...
I did want to see some sort of continuation for Natalie's school/piano recital storyline as its own thing outside Gabe or her parents. I know the mother and daughter storylines are supposed to be parallels that form a picture of generational trauma when you put them together, but I couldn't help but be a bit miffed at the romantic relationship superseding Natalie's own inner life that I thought they were building up in act one.
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Life, recently
You would think this would motivate me to get back into decluttering, but it is, unfortunately, just reinforcing my anxiety.