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the other night i made pancakes and watched About Schmidt. it was odd, i was watching an aged jack nicholson driving around going no where with his life watching his daughter mary and wondering what the hell was wrong with her for wanting what she was getting out of life.
now the reason i say it was odd is because watching him i could relate. the movie took me back and made me feel a lot like i did in high school. there i was, spending my time driving around going no where watching my mother remary wondering what the hell was wrong with her for wanting what she was getting out of life.
in the movie jack was playing a charecter who felt he was very soon reaching the end of his road. i've felt that way since i was sixteen if not longer.
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