Running on it's own steam...

Last night, Easter's Eve, I was at an Eyes Wide Shut party with L and we met up with JB and Krishna. The evening was organized along the lines of the film, the part specifically when Dr. Bill is in the mansion. We wore masks and had to know the password.

The film looks at reconciling freedom v. commitment in the context of a successful marriage, and we are not allowed to forget that Dr. Bill is out of his depth. Poor Bill's fallow insides are bucking after his wife's confession/wake up call about the naval officer. But last night's events were a bit sillier than this.

Woken from a grief-colored dream earlier, which is in notable contrast to the rest of my day.