There was a time in my life, I couldn’t get enough of seeing movies. I was addicted to them. It was the height of bliss, if I could find time, and get a good movie to watch.
And then I grew up –I mean mentally, I was already a grownup. I could see the time I wasted on seeing movies. There was another disadvantage. I would load myself with eating, grabbing whatever was at hand. Would feel quite sick, usually at the end.
Now I do see a movie once in a while, but can truthfully say I am sated on movies.
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