I was feeling depression coming on, so as a distraction I went to a documentary. Log into netflix..
“oohh neat, there’s a doc about that plane that disappeared” I remember that, it was a mystery, this might be good.
15 mins in, the filmmakers decided to air footage of all the families ,huddled together,wailing. Balling for their loved ones. Intercut with home videos of these missing souls, playing with their children…
I thought….. I could kick this up a notch.
So I got out my ipad and laptop.
On one device, I played the footage of people jumping from the world trade center on 9/11. On the other device, I felt like I had to go with a classic… Schindler’s List.
Now I have crying families, people jumping to their death, and the holocaust all blasting into my face at the same time.
A triangle. I have invented a depression triangle. The next time the mood comes along, I’m gonna go for a parallelogram. Maybe a Sylvia Plath audiobook and an APSCA commercial playing on a loop.
dawn 