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This is a recording of my quest to find balance between the two great loves of my life, art and words, and how these reflect or deflect the undercurrents of the soul, whatever that means. (I figured I will probably never fully understand the "soul", but in keeping snippets of it here at least I'll be doing something productive.)

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In Omnia Paratus

After aaaaaall these years, I finally finished the last season of Gilmore Girls. It was my favorite show back in my teens, and I honestly don’t understand why it took me this long to catch up on it.

Anyway, it was the most emotional, heartwarming, tearjerk-y series finale I’ve seen ever. I don’t care if I’m almost a decade late in saying this, I was just so moved! Ack, I’m probably not even making sense right now, I mean who even remembers Gilmore Girls right? 

But oh man, that scene with Luke in the diner patching up a tent for 200 people by himself just so the party could go on was just…. I bawled my eyes out. It was THE sweetest thing. Haay. This is what you get for watching things like these at this hour, incoherent, self-indulgent word-vomits. 

I just felt the need to “immortalize” the feeling. I wish they could make more shows like that these days.