Change, changing, changed.
A couple days ago I was standing outside a theatre in Cineleisure having one of the worst conversations I’ve ever had. The talk had gone sour faster than you can say “Climate Change Conference”. When I finally sat down, I opened my bag to discover that the drink I’d smuggled into the theatre had spilled (karma for all the times I snuck food into the theatre). All over my Christmas cards. And a friend’s book. And onto the lining of my mom’s Burberry bag.
If I were to look at this in the grand scheme of things, it’s a miniscule issue compared to.. global warming and I dunno, starvation in some area of Africa. But at that moment.. it was the straw that broke the camel’s back, the last nerve to be fried. The only thing that went through my head was a whole bunch of expletives that were scrolling like a teleprompter through my brain. Robert Downey Jr. was on the screen playing a rather, imo, douchey version of Sherlock Holmes and I sat there quietly having a mini meltdown. Jon looked over, concerned, and asked if I wanted to leave but I didn’t. Instead, I sat there trying to enjoy the charms of RDJ and Jude Law.
Later as we were on the way home in the car, he commented , “You really have changed.”
“I know right!?” I say in mock confidence.
“Yea. I was half preparing myself for an outburst which never came. Not that it’s a surprise, since you’ve been telling me how you’ve changed. It was nice to see nonetheless.”
HAVEN’T FELT SO VALIDATED IN A LONG WHILE. <3
