WatercressBaby

I’ve had, quite frankly, a really shitty day. Customer service compounded by the most mind-numbingly stupid interpersonal drama you could imagine. But I’m not thinking about that right now, at least not as much. I’m in my happy place, this little fantastical factory of dreams, the movie theater. There’s something magical about being here, about following along to the emotions the movie wants you to feel. You can’t be sad unless you are made to feel sad. But despite all that, between the last sentence and this one, I’ve left. I’m at home in my bed. The only feelings I can feel right now are the ones the furies deign to send my way.