watching an old TV show called ‘Scrubs’. not sure if you are familiar with it, and i am sure that some of you will not be.

at any rate, overall it is a funny show, sort of like M*A*S*H that has humour with an undercurrent of angst and self discovery.

for the most part i’m good with it all, but with the one year anniversary of my father’s passing, a few of the episodes, or episode arcs, have brought on emotions that i usually like to keep buried.

one of the main characters lost his brother-in-law, and another main character, lost his father. this of course brought on some tears.

maybe, just maybe, i’m not Superman after all.

peace.