so, my sunday in clements continued in the following vein:
willow read what i'd written (see previous posting) as i cried for the second time in public, this time for both sadness and gladness. it comes highly recommended, just letting emotion quietly run down your face and not trying to hide it... it is very freeing - why be embarrassed about being able to emotionally express yourself? i sat with my head on her shoulder and soon thereafter i was recomposed and several men lost the nervous look in their eyes.
next couple of hours saw some level 5 with ricky over yet more caffeine, in which we talked about creative sublimation and healing fault lines and i didn't leave Clements till well after six, at which time the staff applauded me and the manager presented me with a trophy (a tall pepper mill) for my long service to the company. it was cute if not embarrassing.
after some stew and wine and chat with jayne and becca we rendez-vous-ed with mcquillan at QFT to see ::Cache:: (that's french for Hidden)
frustratingly i can say virtually nothing about this film without spoiling it... but it is quite possibly a masterpiece.
LB, x
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