It has been easy to think of sad things, and I've been thinking of them while not doing much else. Trying to think of happy stuff leads me to thinking of related sad stuff: it was really neat how in the mid-Nineties at college I got to see an Asian print of the bonkers Jackie Chan action movie Drunken Master II, but then I think about the news I learned recently that that Eugene theater has now closed. I wanted to read something happy, and I pulled William Goldman's The Princess Bride off the shelf to re-read the one published chapter of the sequel Buttercup's Baby, then I thought of how harrowing just that one chapter is and how it's sad that Goldman never finished that sequel.
I've had more thoughts like that today. Also I've been low on energy. I've rested, which is probably honestly the best thing for me to do, but I'm feeling unmotivated to do anything else.
Smartly, in moods like this, I know not to drink. I like to drink when I'm feeling better about things: if I'm going to exaggerate my mood, why do so when I'm sad? So, no beer tonight, or whiskey. Maybe another night. Maybe on a better night.
And yes, I know, it's the day mentioned in the Nineties movie Empire Records as Rex Manning Day, and (and I quote) "we can't be sad today, it's Rex Manning Day," but I've never seen Empire Records. Would quoting it make me feel better? Let's see.
Anyway. Low day, today. Low days happen sometimes. I'll keep weathering it.