There it is again.

That feeling of being fundamentally disconnected from my friends. I've written about it here before. And really, I'm in such a different place in my life than all of my close friends, it's not surprising.

This weekend, went to see Y Tu Mama Tambien. I loved it. I thought it was beautiful and evocative and thought-provoking and sad.

And everyone else didn't. "wack, with subtitles" Just dismissed. *shrug* They're entitled to their opinions, of course. But there I am again, on the outside looking in. Laughing with them because it's easier than anything else.

Then, later, overhearing them making fun of me when they thought I was out of earshot. *ouch* At first I was angry, but I don't think I even really care. Again, they're entitled to their opinions. And if that's how they feel, then so be it.

But is it any surprise I feel so far away from them all?

whatever.