In Dorothy's Slippers.

I watched The Wizard of OZ with the fam yesterday. it came to the part where she is locked in the tower with the hourglass counting down the hour she has left to live. not only did i realize how silly it was for the witch to wait an hour to kill dorothy (when my brother graciously pointed this out), but i realized that dorothy's way of coping is rather interesting. she screams and cries and sees auntie em in the crystal ball, and cries some more, and waits for her friends who come to help her escape. So i got to thinking, what would you do if you were locked in a tower and had one hour to live? the obvious answer would be "try to escape!" me too. but let's just assume you can't there is literally no way, and you have no one who knows you're there. i suppose it would be similar to being on death row. i suppose i might cry too. i might scream too, just because i could, and there would be no worse consequences than what was already going to happen. just to make noise, to loose my voice and not worry that i might need it soon. what would you think about? it's pretty useless to remember, though i would. would i remember the sad things or the good things? it doesn't matter. it doesn't matter. it doesn't matter. i think this is what ecclesiastes is about. at that point, there is literally nothing that matters. there is so much to despair about! but even despair is useless, and even regret is meaningless. so in the tower, nothing matters. does it??