I don't think that I can watch the movie Logan, heart wrenching. It reminds me of Dad, gone now for two years. It reminds me of myself as I age. It reminds me of my body, breaking (not broken, yet), slowly & inevitably wearing out. It reminds me of the world, becoming dark and evil all around me. It reminds me of my daughter, lost (in some ways). I want to bawl just watching clips online. A little too close to home, maybe it is. I can't watch this movie.
Wednesday, February 7, 2024
Wolverine was a childhood hero of mine when I collected comic books.
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