I have this urge to write something very wonderful but I have nothing really to say or elaborate about and I find that even the things which are swimming about can't seem to come up for air to make some sort of sense that can be relayed to the general public.

I just spent the last many hours watching movies being sucked into a reality that I try to desperately make my own. Whenever I tell people my love of movies especially the ones that I can partake in just the viewing of my selfish self I always get a couple of "awh you poor thing" as though it were horrible to do anything by yourself. These are one of my favorite times because much like a book I find myself completely gone for a least two hours and some minutes. I could never ask for such a great cheap escape.