Bill posted this on Cinehound today. So good to see you back, Bill!
I'm back from Hell.
Thanks to each and every one of you who cared for me and sent me their wishes!
Times like this one understands how necessary friendship can be.
And in a fucking time like this I realised I got no real father or brother, let alone friends.
Only Miltos cheered me up with his 2 visits proving he is a friend.
Lefteris has already proven he's a good friend and this time he offered to visit me but I kindly declined as I'm aware of his disgust to old people.
As for the others, in the best case they just sent an sms via cellphone or made a call promising they would sure visit me but in the end, after 14 days in the godamn hospital nobody showed up.
Ok, they may not be bad guys or my enemies, but this way they just determined and defined themselves.
For some people, friendship is limited to just watching movies together or talking about them.
From now on, I'll imitate them.
For the moment, I feel and look like the zombie guy from Bob Clark's Dead of Night or the title girl of Rollin's Living Dead Girl.
More details about my nightmare on my blog, tomorrow.
See, I'm not allowed to use the pc for more than a few minutes each time...