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Synecdoche, New York.

There was supposed to be something else.

You were supposed to have something.

Calm. Love. Children.

A child at least. Children...

 

Meaning.

 

"Everything OK? Eric?"

"Everything is everything"

 

He hates me.

I disappointed him, and he hates me.

 

"Everyone is disappointing, when you know someone"