Saturday night rambling

Some days are weird.

OK, most days have their own weirdness, but today was especially filled with psychic bizarritude that I don’t expect anyone else to understand.

We saw UP this morning, and that’s one tear-jerker of a kids’ movie. The first 20 minutes were so poignant and sad. Probably one of the best Pixar movies ever. It just reinforced the strange sense of time I’ve had all day…not necessarily nostalgia or a “do things now while you can” or deja vu but some odd combination of them all. Like I said, it’s not something I can explain so you’ll know what the hell I’m talking about.

It seemed to pop up in various places after that. I took a nap and woke up to The Five People You Meet in Heaven, about a guy who dies and meets five people who touched his life (very ghosts of Christmas past-like). Then, we watched the Torchwood where they wake up a soldier from 1918 that they have on ice so they can send him back to heal a rift in time (one of the most heartbreaking episodes).

Plus, I’m already feeling the loss of my brother and Isbell. They’re probably not to Maine, yet, but they’re on their way. It’s not like we had years of proximity or that we hung out with them all the time, but we were starting to get into a groove where everything wasn’t family crisis of the week. And our weekly performances at Mima’s were fun. Seemed like we had all kinds of plans to expand on our musical ambitions, but they never went anywhere.

Plus, they had a really nice house.

We went to Dairy Queen tonight just to get out and have an ice cream. Wound up sitting there thinking that we should be on the road someplace. I’ve got itchy feet.

Maine in 27 days.