As a non-audience person, watching a movie with a niche audience is like straying into an uninvited party. You watch the crowd around you revel, but that emotion doesn't infect you at all. You are terrified, trying to find a familiar face among the crowd, but you don't.
The theater is small. There are not many people this time. When a piece of music is played, you hear someone singing softly in your ear. Reverent, with uncontrollable excitement. The buzzing sound was endless.
You see the girl next to you came alone. When the touching scene where the hero hugs an idol who should have died, she couldn't help crying, but when she covered her face with her hands, she couldn't help grinning.
You can understand her reaction—because you were the same. But now, you can't break into her world, just like so many people couldn't break into yours in the past.
The past about hobbies is like a barrier. Although it is transparent.
- but you know that you are already a world of your own.
2019.8.17
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