So today at lunch I was looking across to the Bethesda Metro Center and I noticed that the ice skating rink is no longer there. It's kind of a nice thing; it means it's spring (as of 8:31 this morning). But for some reason, and I don't know why, it made me kind of sad and think of this line from Ragtime: "Each day the maids trudge up the hill, the hired help arrives. I never stopped to think they might have lives beyond our lives . . ." Maybe it's because I spent a lot of time watching people down there skating--the whole issue of being a spectator. I don't know.
Anyway, now I'm watching Buffy and it's all about Joyce and finding out about the tumor and there was this sequence of her getting a CAT scan and I got all weirded out, because it was far too much like seeing her being dead in The Body all the time. Freaky.
Current song in my head:
None, happily. A combination of a headache and the tv being on is keeping music away from my brain.