I've found myself really over-thinking everything lately. Take my second viewing of The Hunger Games with my dad. I'd lean over sporadically throughout the movie and explain what was happening or how it differed from the novel in a whisper. And after the movie, since he most likely would not read the books or see the next three movies, he asked for a summary. I jumped right in, of course. And along with the plot, I described the characters' thoughts and how they affected their actions, and the way they viewed the world, as well as their general personalities. Characters are so important to me. If you have flat, bland characters that never seem to change or grow, then I don't like the book half as much as I would when you feel involved. And along with the "charries," I also explained the setting and the general layout of Panem, where we would live inside of it, and where other landmarks that exist today would be. This dragged into about half an hour, and Dad had already finished his sandwich and sees no point in sitting inside of Chik-Fil-A any longer than necessary. But Roxy and Mom jumped in and saved him from my obsessive, calculating, fangirl-y rant.
And it's not just THG. I do this with absolutely everything now, fiction or reality. I'm starting to see my family, friends, and myself as charries in one humongous story, all interacting with each other, growing up, falling in love. We are all drawn to each other because we complement each other, I've realized. The talkative ones (like many of my friends) like quieter ones who will listen; the more reserved ones (like me) enjoy never having to start the conversation or run out of things to talk about. But we also share common ground in a few areas, and that helps us trust and open up to each other.
It's just a wonderful thing when you can see how the world works at last.
And it's not just THG. I do this with absolutely everything now, fiction or reality. I'm starting to see my family, friends, and myself as charries in one humongous story, all interacting with each other, growing up, falling in love. We are all drawn to each other because we complement each other, I've realized. The talkative ones (like many of my friends) like quieter ones who will listen; the more reserved ones (like me) enjoy never having to start the conversation or run out of things to talk about. But we also share common ground in a few areas, and that helps us trust and open up to each other.
It's just a wonderful thing when you can see how the world works at last.
