Hidden in the Closet

I was in the closet today. *laughs* I find this a rather amusing sentance so I will leave it in, but let me explain what I mean by that. Today I did all of my laundry and haven't put it away yet out of my hampers. Well usually my dirty clothes go at the bottom of my closet. When that space was freed, it looked very inviting. I am a strange one because I like to go inside closets. I used to do it for hide and go seek, but also for privacy to cry. And I still do sometimes, but I also go there for privacy to think. And that's what I did today...although I didn't get much thinking done I was comfortable there. I'm not depressed I just like it dark and soundless sometimes..and I like confined spaces to think in. I also like huuuuge massive areas, but that's in like the woods at an overlook with hardly anyone else around. But anyways, I didn't get much thinking done but I did rest and it felt good. I thought a little bit about the movie callalily and I went to see last night. It was.. well it was definately good, but I almost feel like I can't even begin to comprehend what really happened...because I'm looking through very feminist eyes, and the society they were in wasn't. How can I even begin to judge what the men in the society did? But yet it was so powerful and I... wow what a feminist boosting movie. I...wow.. I don't even have anything coherent to say about it. But it was nice to have a chance to hang out with her, even if we didn't get to talk too terribly much. Another excellent weekend that I would write about had I the time...but it would pretty much be the same a last only with singing at 3 masses...a swimming trip..and a sugar cookie baking extravaganza. =)