I stumble out of the cinema and onto the street, dazed. There weren't many seats in the theatre, and most of them were empty. Just an intimate crowd. I desperately needed to talk to one of them. Someone that had also just undergone this experience.
My internal monologue is silent. It's late at night, and a Sunday night at that. Nothing is drowning out the sounds of the city as I walk home. I'll go straight to bed. But not…
