When somebody gets under your skin
to the extent that they’re re-arranging your heart rhythms, you start seeing their
image reflected in perfect strangers. You see people you’ve never seen before
and become convinced that they look just like so-and-so, even though there is
probably no real resemblance at all. And that’s when you’re forced to realise that
the person you thought you’d excised and shut away in a locked drawer is
actually still alive and kicking enthusiastically in your head.
This little light bulb moment came
as a result of watching the movie Rabbit
Proof Fence last night. Anybody familiar with that rather touching film
will know what I mean when I say that it wasn’t Molly I was rooting for, but
another person with the same build and the same eyes and the same expressions
and the same walk and the same determination to beat the problem no matter
what. Or so it seemed to me at the time.
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