the thin line between optimism and delusion…

I had a good long cry last night. Actually, I sobbed. And I didn’t even watch the whole movie. By the time I turned it on, we were already losing the war (but I did get to see the Christmas party when they are still wearing hoops and dancing). I don’t care what people have to say about the civil war – arguments about what it was fought about, etc – watching Atlanta burn absolutely tears me to pieces. And when you see twelve oaks charred remains – it breaks my heart. When Scarlett gets back to Tara and all she wants is to see her mother – but her mother has died hours before! And when Bonnie dies – at that point it gets really depressing for me and have to change the channel – it it just too tragic. And although Scarlett has her flaws – her biggest flaw is that she sees things in black and white. Ashley is perfect – Rhett is not. When really, Rhett is a much more likeable character in my opinion. It is just a heartbreaking movie – but I love it. I might have watched it again today (it is on tv right now) – but I have some work to do. Also, not in the mood for another sob session.