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Mitt Romney, Obama and Cheesecake

None of those three things have anything to do with what I'm going to write about---well, except perhaps the cheesecake. Oh cheesecake. Why? Why do you have to be so yummy...so creamy...so guilt inducing.

I have enough guilt and heartache in my life. I look for the joy I'm supposed to have and it often eludes me. Mostly due to the fact that I am unable to detach my life from those lives that surround me and the choices they make. There is a crater in my chest at times. Literally. It feels like an enormous empty hole.

No, it's not empty. It's full of pain and sorrow. I never knew pain had a heft and a weight and could fill something that wasn't supposed to be filled by pain, but by joy. Eyes brim over with tears and then I do what I do best.

I hide.

See this? These guys were in a television show called Prison Break.



I never watched it while it was on tv. I had more pressing things to do, I'm sure. However, with the arrival of Netfix in our home, I have discovered that they made 80 episodes of this series. 80. EIGHT OH. Oh yes. And so what have I been doing lately?

I think you can guess. Yep, 35 down, 45 to go. Mindless and entertaining. Hiding has never been so fun. Since we've been off work for the week I've made a fairly impressive dent into the 80 episodes of Prison Break. OOOH, I also discovered Downton Abbey. LOVE LOVE LOVE that show. However, it only went up to the first season and so now I am bereft and drowning my sorrows in swarthy men of action who want to triumph over evil.

I too wish to triumph over evil. There's not 80 episodes for me though. Mine is a long running battle between good and evil and tho I know the men in the white hats will win in the end... Oh how the story line weaves in and out of good news and bad. Good will always win, light will always over come darkness and love conquers all.

Now if you'll excuse me, episode 36 is calling my name.

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  1. Eric went through all 80 episodes last fall. He was totally addicted. I loved Downton first season and this season I didn't have a chance to watch, even online, so I'll have to wait for Netflix to catch up on that.

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