tis grey out, and this hit the spot.
if you're in the mood or need for a lightened heart, pop this on. watch for the detail in the animation. it's stunning, and sweet.
these two girls remind me of krj and me. only instead of the japanese countryside, the dirt mound in our backyard and the firewood piles in the woods were our playground. the sort of playground where you think you're hidden by a different world seperate from the one your mom and dad are watching you from. i can remember our favorite game. the one where we pretended to be orphans and tried to escape the authorities who were trying to separate us. i think we read too many boxcar children books when we were younger, because we were always imitating hardship and endurance... we are our grandmothers grandchildren, that's for sure. that woman has been the cornerstone for the last three generations, and she still wields her power at 81. she is the same woman who repeated "you can't do anythign sitting down" and " your hands are working womens' hands. they're meant to work. use them." despite here insistant urges to stay busy and keep working while in her frequent care, she is still one of the softest spoken women i know, in fact, she only yelled a handful of times and usually at me. i could kick up a fuss about pretty much anything and i deserved it. hands down.
miyazaki has the power to bring about tangents into my childhood. actually, a lot of things bring be back to my youth.
