He just walked away because that was the point of that piece of performance art, right? I thought it was very affecting as well -- that he would show up to see her again, and that he would make it a part of the show she was creating. I mean, it's not the way I'd want things to go in my own life, but he clearly understood what she was going for with her performance, and wanted to play into that.
I guess I'm with ita (unless I misunderstood her post): I don't get people whose lives are a performance. I don't mean people who are performers for a living; even Alan Rickman gets a private life, you know? But people who choose to make their private life a public performance is just beyond my comprehension. And it also doesn't feel like it's real. Not if it's all a performance.
That dress is just awful all around.
I kind of get the performance and life intertwining thing - if your performance is authentic and genuine, and you make your actual life part of the performance, I don't know, that makes sense. Just that particular piece didn't resonate with me at all. Which could be a matter of my spleen lacing magic, I'm always willing to consider that option. I have a pretty darn non-miraculous spleen.
I guess I'm with ita (unless I misunderstood her post): I don't get people whose lives are a performance. I don't mean people who are performers for a living; even Alan Rickman gets a private life, you know? But people who choose to make their private life a public performance is just beyond my comprehension. And it also doesn't feel like it's real. Not if it's all a performance.
No, I get that; like I said, it's certainly not how I'd want to live my life, and there is a certain amount of artifice in any performance. But that seemed like a genuine and very affecting moment for both of them. She didn't know he was going to show up, right? So that moment felt very real to me.
Gah, I just found out that my Health Savings account from my previous job (that I left end of June), in order to use it, I needed to have incurred expenses before my termination date.
Damn. How was I to know that? Also, due to circumstances that ended up with me leaving, I missed last year's deadline for 2011 expenses. So I'm out hundreds of $$. Bah.
She didn't know he was going to show up, right? So that moment felt very real to me.
That moment was real, but if I was reuniting with a lover after decades and I had a choice between the moment lasting a minute and perhaps not doing it onstage with a stopclock going--I know what I'd choose. That's the artifice--his choice to make it a performance piece, instead of whatever normal people do in that circumstance.
(Which is to say, I think Steph and I are on the same page, and probably -t)
Oof, that sucks, le nubian. I didn't think that was how HSAs were supposed to work.
