"Office"

Today, another boring day at ‘the office’ while watching ‘Stranger Than Fiction’ with Will Ferrel. If you’ve not seen it, I now challenge you to sit down and watch it. Essentially we have a writer who doesn’t realize she is narrating the life and death of an actual person. There is humor with a twist of serious content, and just for fun, a really meaningful romance. I relate to this movie because we have this man, Harold Crick, who goes about his life of mundanity as an IRS Tax Auditor. He also appears to have anxiety and OCD. His life is perfectly adequate but essentially meaningless. As he discovers his life is being narrates he seeks to prevent his death and winds up doing everything he always wanted to do, but was too scared to do. He learns to play guitar. A fantasy and obsession of mine. Having double jointed fingers doesn’t help in this endeavor but I now have finger braces/splints so I can now bypass that limitation.

I find that I’m wishing I also had an audible narrator to encourage me in a wonderful and interesting English accent. 

One thing I’ve learned from this movie is that our fate is in our hands and it’s all about what you do with the short time that you have on this planet.

So I started doing art yet again after a couple weeks of break from it. I find that it is the best way to vent out the frustraitipns of being out of control with this chronic affliction. That and photography. 

So if I had to narrate my story, I’d say that I’m at the beginning. The beginning of this entirely new life, and I didn’t need Harold Crick’s watch to start it.