I watched Moulin Rouge tonight, for the first time in probably what is over a year at this point. Anyway, the time lapse is irrelevant. What's relevant is this: The ending of this movie scares me. Not in the 'OH MY GOD, I'M GOING TO PISS MYSELF' sort of way. I mean in that somber, quiet, contemplative way. More specifically:
I'm afraid that I'm going to die of some incurable disease before I can marry the man I love and have beautiful babies. I'm afraid that I won't get to live a simple life in a beautiful home.
I'm afraid that I'll die before I even get the chance to live my life.
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well hopefully this realization is more beneficial than it is a hindrance? I dont think that is how that word is spelled... you get the point though.
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