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I've loved Marilyn Monroe films for as long as I can remember and the more I read about her the more I like what I read:

“Marilyn loved animals; she was drawn to all living things. She would spend hundreds of dollars to try to save a storm damaged tree, and would mourn its death. She welcome birds, providing treehouses in food for the many species that lived in her lawn; she worried about them and bad weather. She was worried about dogs and cats. She once had a dog that was by nature contemplative, but she was convinced he was depressed. She did her best to make him play, and that depressed him even more; on the rare occasions when he did an antic pirouette, Marilyn would kiss him and hug him, delirious with joy”- Norman Rosten (poet and friend of Marilyn)

What on earth does it mean when your comfort show used to be Golden Girls and now it's Dexter? Does it mean there's something wrong with me that I'm on my fourth re-watch of Dexter in five years and I'm just as captivated and invested as ever.

But it's not the dark moments that haunt me as much as ones like this scene, where Dexter struggles with understanding human connections: