i'm excited. i'm so fucking excited. i'm BUBBLING OVER, MAN!italian film fest! it isn't just cosi e cosi and snob hill-ites. watch, i'll change your mind.
it's that knot behind your stomach. it's that awful wonderful fluttering anxiety. it's falling in love. it's youth and torment and ecstasy all together! messy messy feelings.
remember when you were 14 and just starting high school and sort of beginning to listen to david bowie? and there was that perfect crush you had. they were always at their locker on your way to american history and you'd think, 'i'll say something to them today. it'll be great.' teenage fantasies. insignificant and meaningful. remember? sick stomachs and incredible, impossible futures. happy and lost, all the same. and that complete wash of nerves and sickly sweet obsession.
please. please. let it be the italian film festival doing this to me. else, i'm fucked.
we'll see.
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