Switching gears for a moment from Movies to Television. Or, excuse me, it’s not TV, it’s HBO. I know I don’t have a million viewers of my posts yet. But I have to ask, “Does anyone else love the show ‘Six Feet Under?”. And…. if you do how did you feel about the series finale? I know this was like 2 years ago, but I recently found the series on sale at best buy for $17.00 a season. Which is fantastic since the seasons are normally like $55 bucks. I still couldn’t afford to buy them all, but I bought seasons 3 & 4 ( I already got season 1 once for Christmas) So I recently watched these two seasons for the first time and now through the blog world I am able to revisit my love of the show and hopefully get responses from others. I am straying form topic.
A Sense of Longing.
This is perhaps my favorite thing about this show. Everyone feels a longing for…something. That something is different for each character. It may differ from episode to episode, but heck it is there. Always just below the surface. Each character has something that causes their eyes to cloud for a few seconds. That causes their mind to wander without their even realizing it. I don’t know about the rest of you. But I come from a small town In PA. And I can’t tell you the last time I saw a person’s eyes wander in real life. What the fuck is wrong with all of us? Why are we always so focused? Does no one daydream anymore?
This daydreaming that is so poetically displayed in shows like Six Feet either doesn’t really exist, either it is an artistic fable created to tug at our emotions, or people have just lost touch of the ability to let their mind wander. Now I realize that some of us have kids, or marriages, or high profile jobs or even car payments to preoccupy our minds. To prevent any wandering, so to speak. But I’m going to propose that this is just a coverup. That people say it cause it’s a convenient excuse. I’m going to propose that most of us don’t have anything to wander to. We fill our lives with these other ‘focused’ things, cause the wandering scares us. Let’s face it. The intangible stuff is less safe. Less secure.
I’m sorry. I am no longer talking about Six Feet Under. But maybe I still am. You know, I am 26. And I can honestly say I am not sure where I am headed right now. And I am scared shitless. Sometimes I feel like I am on the side of a bridge. Like I’ve climbed to the other side of the railing and my arms are behind me, wrapped around the railing as I lean out towards the water below. I can feel the breeze in my face. Pushing at me. Pushing me back towards the bridge with cars rushing by. Cars moving back and forth, back and forth. Loud. Obnoxious. The breaze hits me from behind and from the front. Pushing me back and then forward. I lean out more. I just want to let go. To live. To Wander.
I’m excited about beginning to live my adult life. But its scary. I find that the older I get, the more I learn, the less I want to take a safe, charted path through life. I find that I want to do a fair amount of wandering down whatever path I come to.
It’s all about living. And realizing how easy it all can be. Right? Those are lessons I’ve gotten from Six Feet Under. Easier said than done, I know.
A favorite quote of mine from the show,
Woman: “Why do people have to die?”
Nate: “To make life important.”
:-) Till Next Time. Will

