After

Finally sitting down to watch After Life again. I am also grading, so I hope my feedback to my students doesn’t take a nosedive.

I find myself drawn to heavy things that make me think deep thoughts. It is the same principle behind people watching murder shows to relax.

There is something so relatable and vulnerable about this show. I know I have talked about it before. This will be my third time watching through it. It is a nice choice when you are dissociating, dealing with depression, and wondering what the point of us being here is.

But it reminds me of my little pipe dream of retiring and moving somewhere slower. Yesterday, traffic was so bad I was screaming worse than my sister usually does. I am usually the calm one. I crave the slowness and the quaintness of a small village in a place that is not the US.