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When I was in high school I wanted to live in Spain. To get ready for my life as an ex-pat I watched all the Pedro Almodovar movies that Netflix could send to me and practiced my Spanish that way. The movie that has stuck with me is Women on the Verge of A Nervous Breakdown.
In one scene, that I say I’ll never forget but actually can’t remember exactly, a scorned woman returns to her house, her lover’s house, who knows, but she starts making a gazpacho. It’s a cold soup made of tomatoes, bell peppers, cucumber, garlic and sometimes onion. Really good, if you like that kind of thing. So she’s making this soup in a frenzy. The blender is going, the soup is spinning and in go the sleeping pills. Chaos ensues.
I don’t do sleeping pills and I don’t live in Spain, but I so often feel like I am on the verge of something. A nervous breakdown? Maybe. A final breakthrough? Possibly. The point is I always feel like I’m teetering, whether it is the cusp of wellness or the final countdown. And I know this isn’t just a me thing or a women thing. It might be a humanity thing.
