Quality

Just finished watching the movie "The Weatherman" while I was doing my daily swinging exercise...



Some depressed film to go with my moody blues in a day-- partly sunny, partly cloudy, partly rainy...

One thing I got from this movie is the monologue at the end of the film...

Something like the following in my own words...

When I was much younger, I dreamed myself of many a fine quality... as time goes by, these qualities become reduced and reduced till there is nothing more than one left... me... be it good and/or bad... and everything else in between... though that still doesn't quite tell me what exactly it is that I am..