It's 12:29 in the morning of a Friday in which I most definitely should be studying. My mind is flurrying with thoughts, questions, and fantasies that drag me away from the studious tone of Corvallis and into a world that knows only me.
I'm bored. I should start my work but I'm bored and sometimes I just want to be....lazy.
So I watched Precious, that movie that Monique won an Academy Award for.
It was heartbreaking, truly heartbreaking. I'd like to think in my bubble of a world that things like this don't happen. I'd like to think that there really aren't people who are this cruel out in the world, people who lurk in their anger and pounce on those closest to them.
It's a silly thought. I've only been shown a brief amount of darkness in my life, nothing really compared to the past of some. But I know it exists and like most everyone I shoo it into a closet that doesn't get open very often.
Precious was moving, chilling, and inspiring. The story is so sad and desolate and it's hard to find hope. The imagery, the imagination, the story all so realistic. It holds you against a wall and forces you to listen to the story, to take in the life that many actually live.
Very beautiful.
