Tonight, I sat down to a microwaved Indian dinner from Trader Joe's and popped in a movie. A movie just like any other that I receive through my Netflix service and pop in on quiet nights to distract myself from those pesky life events. Job becomes more stressful, friends are having trouble, family is pressed. Everything swirls around and around itself and we forget what it is to slow down, almost to make it stop. We can't make it stop, no matter how much we try. It keeps going even as we make every attempt that we know to keep it in line and going according to plan. It never does. This movie, like some that I fall upon, stir something within me. It makes me sad and happy that it sometimes only takes something so trivial to bring about something so tidal. I just wanted to hug my family. Tell them that I'm scared to lose them, and remember how much I love them and how proud I am to be a part of wonderful family. I think about my friends, ones that I've lost, ones that are far away and those that are so close. The relationships that I have created and lost through years past. I worry about my perception of life, and how meaningless it can sometimes appear as opposed to how meaningful it really is, every single day. I pray that before it is too late that I can feel what that oneness that everyone keeps talking about.