I read that The Matrix was being shown at select theaters to celebrate its 25 Anniversary. I wanted to go. Then I saw that the only theater it was being shown at was Northgate (which I’m afraid of), and at night time. They turn off the mall’s lights at nighttime.
I woke up the day before, thinking about being at the mall at night time.
I chose to go, but really had to mentally prepare myself.
On the drive there, I told myself:
“It’s just a shopping mall. You’re just going to see a movie, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
“Darkness is nothing to be afraid of. There’s enough light within me.”
“I like that,” my therapist told me the next morning. “There’s enough light inside me,” she repeated.
“I really, really, like that.”
It wasn’t that scary. And the movie was great.
