I can’t believe that Star Wars Episode VII hasn’t even been out for 3 weeks.
I feel like it has been part of me and of the movie universe forever.
I loved it.
I love it.
Upon the first watch (a special screening on the Thursday before it came out) a bunch of good emotions were brought up in me.
I felt hope in humanity, a conviction that, yes ,things and people could be good. A motivation to do something about the things I care about. An urge to write, draw, make playlists, create. My imagination has been flying on thoughts of Star Wars. Situations with the characters, what could happen if I was the universe.
I mean, that’s why I love Star Wars. There is something essential. Something about it that I can identify with. A home in this vast universe that doesn’t seem to end in possibilities of being explored. There’s always something new to find in this world and cool new things too.
If a movie can inspire me and motivate me while making me fall in love with charming, handsome, space pilots (POE DAMERON, MARRY), it’s all good to me.