No better sleep

There is sometimes that moment, during a very grand film even, often especially so, when sleepiness takes you. You try and resist, afraid to miss out, though you know if you let go, that there is no better repose than one in which a beautiful film lullabies you gently in a dark theater; nourishing the subconscious and sweetening your dreams. Like a baby not wanting to fall asleep while on the breast.

And then you awake. And a second wind takes you and the clarity and focus return you to the plot. Though you are disoriented, the renewed alertness makes it less distressing. You take in being lost with wonder and the discovery of looking at things as if for the first time. The film
is renewed, as are you.






~ G