Friday, September 02, 2005
Big screen, small world
(It's late, and I'm falling asleep as I write this)
He watched her gently cradling her friend, imparting some measure of solace and comfort to her in a way that he had never dared to in the past... and somehow, in some small way, she healed.
Sometime later, as they spoke he noticed for the first time that her smile... reminded him of Julia Roberts' - wide, sincere... fragile.
*****
It was like watching a magic show... other women on big screen pull miniature pistols and cs-sprays and microfilm out from deep within their brassieres....
... she pulled out first a piece of prata... then a slightly dazed fly...
He watched her gently cradling her friend, imparting some measure of solace and comfort to her in a way that he had never dared to in the past... and somehow, in some small way, she healed.
Sometime later, as they spoke he noticed for the first time that her smile... reminded him of Julia Roberts' - wide, sincere... fragile.
*****
It was like watching a magic show... other women on big screen pull miniature pistols and cs-sprays and microfilm out from deep within their brassieres....
... she pulled out first a piece of prata... then a slightly dazed fly...
