i'm not sure i can go to any more films. i couldn't figure out why i couldn't sleep last night. a long night of tossing and turning, straining to breathe. Fitful rest that left me wide-eyed but dopey early this morning. silly that it took me this many hours to figure out that the images of bodies hacked up, of children-turned killers, of rooms filled w/ decayed bodies might be able to touch me.
and i notice i've been de-friend-listed. sniff, deflation.
but maybe i'll persuade one of the evening film-goers (if'n i do go) to debrief with me over some beer after. i don't think i'm allowed to go it alone.
i feel something's a bad beginning. i'll soon need to make masks, i think. masks with lovely noses.
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