Please, don't let this feeling end

 Good morning everyone!

I know it has been a while since last you heard from me. I think that comes from not working from home anymore. When I have to come into the office, it's a whole production of getting myself in shape to face public scrutiny. That involves bathing, brushing my teeth and getting clothes on. It's not like I don't do that when I work from home, it's just that there isn't the sense of urgency. Then there is the 45-minute commute.

All of that adds up to time that could be spent writing these little daily observations. In truth, I should take the time to do this every day. It sets me on the path to a nice day if I can spend a moment or two reflecting on things. It puts me in a good frame of mind for the day ahead. Sometimes, I even come up with something that equates to depth.

Not today, though.

I started my day off with the end of a cheesy Robby Benson movie called "Ice Castles." I had fallen asleep last night with the television on and I awoke to the last 40 minutes of the movie when Lexi, the talented figure skater who pretty much screwed over everyone who cared for her and then has an accident that renders her blind, has realized that the only real important things in her life are ice skating and Robby Benson. The final scene is of her giving a moving performance at some competition only to be tripped up by all the roses people through on the ice.

"We forgot about the flowers," Robby tells her when she trips over the flowers she can't see. The music swells, Tom Skeritt and Colleen Dewhurst look on with parental pride and the frame freezes when Robby and Lexi kiss. Of course, the them from Ice Castles starts playing, "Please, don't let this feeling end..." (Music by Marvin Hamlisch, lyrics by Carole Bayer-Sager and sung by Melissa Manchester - can't get any more 80s movie soundtrack than that).

 Like I said, it's pretty cheesy and it gets to me every time I see it.

And I have seen it a lot. It was one of those movies that seemed to play on a loop back when HBO only played movies and George Carlin comedy specials. And ever since then, "Ice Castles" has been playing somewhere on some cable, dish or streaming channel.

So, I got started a little later than usual this morning because I had a little weeping to do as I contemplated how love can conquer even blindness. 

I'm not quite sure if that is really a good way to start a day. Talk to me tonight about that.

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