dreamer's delight

Sometimes, not knowing the name of the movie is OK. to flip the channels and come across a random movie already in progress and being forced to make sense of it based on where i began to watch... is OK. it can resemble the craziness of everyday life, forced to make due with the cards we're dealt. the unnoticed holes in our pockets where some things fell out, grumpy and incensed as we pick up the pieces and manage with what's left. like deliberately taking a bus to a strange new town, having already been discovered and decorated long before i set foot, immersed in awe beside all those before me. there's a certain intrigue in the nameless movie being a nameless glimpse of characters cajoling about in a random time. left to interpretation, to the imagination... a dreamer's delight