The Moment

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Second

12:15am and feeling just about as trapped as I'd ever imagined was possible. Thinking about getting away, and about the travelling from last year. About Sarah.

Not gonna get to sleep like this - flick on the tv. The Truman Show. If there was ever a perfect film for feeling like this, that's it. He gets out, and, like every time I see it, there's a tear in my eye.

He gets out.

How did it know it had to be so perfect?

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