The History Boys

30/03/2013 at 21:21 (Personal) (, , )

Watching this film always reminds me of the brevity of a breath; the falling step off the kerb that it is your last. We don’t look to fall in love, with thudding heart and slack mouths, as some books will teach; it smacks you in the chops and kicks your gut, and the next thing you know, you’re down.

I try to remember the immediacy of life with each line I write. No warning sign for the potholes, no dramatic build-up to the gunshot. One minute you’re there, the next you’re a blipping heart monitor.

I wonder at Things tonight. The budding green spears on the tree outside this window I face. My own reflection, ghost-pale in the glass. The artificial heat inside, and the rawness without; when it’ll ever end, is anyone’s guess and a turn of the wind.

How best to follow The History Boys? Running in the corridors, of course.

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