I love shows that make you forget you exist. You just sit there and become so immersed in another world that you lose yourself entirely.
It's a fantasy, a world similar to mine but, oh, so different. They play out their lives before me as I raptly take it in. All the mishaps, the impossible situations, the hopeless love. It makes me yearn for so much more. It makes me believe that there are people out there just like me, waiting to make a connection that matters. It brings me into a suspended state: nothing can reach me, I'm safe, there are no strings.
I can come and go when I please, I can sit idly and watch or find deeper meaning behind the script. I love searching for that root of importance, the thing that makes me cling onto their words, unable to stop myself from dreaming up what's next.
Will they ever get back together? Is this how I would react? Is it really possible that their thoughts mirror mine so similarly?
All of the wonderings escape and project.
They affect the way that I view them, shedding my own personal perspective onto their every move. I will never tire of it. Once you find a good one it's easy to get lost. The minutes tick by at a rapid pace, and before you know it, that world has left you. Finished with its musings, leaving you to find another home to sequester yourself in.
I cling to them, however, extrapolate my imaginings for days on end, until I inevitably get caught up in something else. But those minutes take up residence in my mind. They reach further beyond than I could ever know. Their lessons, their laughs, their quirks, they become part of me. I treasure them forever, my gratitude ever-lasting. I would never change it, never minimize their impact.
They represent my core.
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