The day the skies opened, the Hallelujah chorus sang, chocolate rained, the sun helped grow chocolate flowers—this all happened on the one fateful day that Hulu decided to allow people to watch Amélie for a few weeks. Finally, no more having to hassle the lady at Blockbuster or having to settle for crappy links.
I had to prepare myself a few days in advance to watch this movie. At first, I didn’t want to just click the link and watch it, how unprepared and not special was that? No. So, on the one day that I had the house to myself, I wore an old button-down I stole from my dad a while ago, I tied my hair up into a scarf, I poured myself some cranberry juice into a wine glass and had some Toast, which I marked as “French” with a neon green Post-it note on the insides.
It was the best evening I had spent in such a long time, and it left me with a yearning to learn even more how to be alone. One day, I suppose, one day!
“You could never be a vegetable, because even artichokes have hearts!”