On saturday night, after cooking 36L of pumpkin soup at youth group, and suffering after insults from Dr.B (who later apologised, so i'm forgiving him), English and i got Subway and watched Batman Begins. I learnt lots of things during this movie: that a movie feels like it's twice as long if your mind is partly on something else; that a creature comfort like being close to someone else will make you feel safe for awhile; that Batman is actually a really good movie, and Christopher Bale (is that his name?) is interesting looking; that, try as i might, i still had thoughts that made me want to cry, but i could push them away; that once i start shivering, it takes me a really long time to stop; and that English really cares about me, so much (at least, he says he does, and i don't think i have any reason not to believe him yet). Today, when i'm feeling like crap, i'm trying to remember the fact that i felt less crap on saturday.
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