Yesterday, I think it was, I began thinking and, indeed, writing about how les Miserables are caught up in something of a circularity .... not being able to indulge the activities that might make them feel better due to some inability to accept that much of their pain and many of their losses are (may I call them) 'random acts of misery' perpetrated upon them as the Universe rolls on and without intentionality, they feel victimized and worse ... This state of affairs births their own intentional refusal to indulge those activities which in turn might bring them -- even if temporary -- some relief ... They feel worse .... The cycle is something like this as those who feel abandoned by their Worlds choose to abandon their Worlds and their Lovers...
Pain and Loss
Presumption that these are being intentionally induced
Range of expensive emotions (anger, withdrawal, depression)
Refusal to indulge in healthfully relaxing activities
Pain (more Pain, that is) and Loss (old friends give up on them ....)
"And the beat goes on ..."
Some results are obvious in such circularities.
There is, to borrow from Sartre, "No Exit." If, indeed, life follows a chaotic rhythm where God and Her Universe give and take, there remains for those who can balance the Glee with the Sadness ... the Sadness with the Glee ... "Exits" from the Sadness. I'm tempted to say that Misery is Sadness without Exits. One goes to a party: wanna have fun? No. A lover says: let's play? No. Wanna go see a movie? No.
And as to the anxiety reducers? Most cities have designated play areas ... paths for walkers and runners and skaters and bikers ... along rivers ... around lakes ... across bridges ... special lanes in towns ... The Miserable avoid such places ... Not the Old! There is many a Player in the Last Quarter walking, running and biking along these city paths.
The Old and the Miserable are not typically among them.
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