Remember warm weather and that particularly long road trip
to Jennie’s beach house? We were all cooped up in the back of my Chrysler watching
Silence of the Lambs, making jokes to take away from the seriousness and
suspense of the film. It was bright that day, sun beams flickering through the window and sunshine spilt out all around us. We were all smiles and laughs and "oh don't go down in that basement alone you stupid bitch!" and I'd hate to remember it any other way.
Or perhaps you might remember going to Rockwell’s cinema
together every Friday back in year 9. I think we called it our “Friday Night
Tradition” or something.
I’ve always liked the idea behind Cinemas. A group of
people sitting in a room, laughing and crying at a movie together.
The comfort
of strangers.
And to this day, the smell of freshly buttered popcorn and
overpriced coke is still my favourite. Because it reminds me of the time we had
to lie about my age so that I could be allowed in to watch American Virgin, and
that time Helena had to buy new shorts because she saw someone from our school
(I still don’t get it). And let’s not forget that time we watched the Last Exorcism
only to realise what a horrible mistake we’ve made 4 minutes into the movie.
But really, because it reminds me of all of us, together,
and how we just started out as a bunch of strangers.
Thanks for giving me so much to remember.
