The Night Writer

Sometimes I don't know what I think, I just feel - thoughts abandon, eyes gaze through, pictures turn into stories playing like a drive in on everything in front of me.
There's no reason, no understanding, no need.
Just a feeling. It's not good ... it's not bad ... it's breathing.

Do you need to know how the couple go after the end of the film?
On the journey they've been painted as complete opposites, she hates him he's arrogant, he thinks she's a prude snobby and pretentious. Yea they won't get along and to be sure they are put into a situation at a dinner party where it all comes undone.
But then tragedy brings them together, not happily of course, but forced into needing each-other. He sees a determined, beauty about her, she sees a gentle wise understanding in him. Time clutches at their needs squeezing out the trouble the struggle the broken hidden view of he and her. They embrace, not to solve, but to accept ... so much more than could be seen.
The credits role, the friends rejoice, the couple love and their pets escape.
Do you need to know how the couple go now ... after Hollywood's gone to bed.

Or is there hope that we don't know. Let it be like nothing we've experienced, seen or heard. Let there be a place of untold happiness that cannot be measured, not for it's greatness but for no measure necessary - it just is.

Not knowing can be so for-filling, so enriching, so exciting, so hopeful, so necessary to survive a world that has the end for everything.
When who I am is all about the end, I don't know who I am anymore ... just a shape bent round someone else's desire.

I see people depressed, expected to get better, be happy. People unemployed expected to find that job, people married expected to feel that love. People addicted expected to loose the desire, the need.

I don't think the end is where the story is, it's the journey to get us believing there is hope.

Support people with afflictions, with addictions, accept them just the way they are - now - all broken and unfixed, unsolved. Do not fear the story does go on, people do grow, but only a day at time, in increments Hollywood can't afford.

Help me support young people with drug and alcohol addictions by sponsoring me for Febfast. I'm going without booze, you go without some money, and together we'll encourage our young friends to go without there afflictions and feel the hope I speak of.

I'm the Night Writer
you can sponsor me here;
www.febfastfundraising.com.au/chris_hobart