Tuesday April 8, 2014
Freeing Shakespeare’s Voice
I guess Steve was talking about humans and their relation to the universe again, and I guess I got bored because I fell asleep a little bit the way I do when I watch movies after 10pm. I can usually make it to 11pm on weekends, but it depends on what kind of a day I had. It’s not my fault that Steve’s mid section is the perfect pillow, or that his breathing patterns lull me into an eternal and blissful sleep. In fact, Steve likes it. Well, he likes when I sleep on him, not when I fall asleep during movies. He only really likes it when I sleep while he watches the News so that when he tells me what is going on in the world, I always agree with his opinion because I never hear any other ones to make an informed decision. Steve actually wants to talk about the movies, about the plot, about the characters. He’s into that stuff. Maybe because he’s an artist and he really likes things he can see himself doing later on in his life. You know, if he understands this movie and this story arc and this conclusion, then he’ll be able to make his own someday. I didn’t mean to fall asleep while he was talking about his worldly theories. That was a special case cause I had just finished running the half marathon and my body was in absolute shambles because I pushed myself really hard.