I saw V for Vendetta again tonight.
A movie which provokes thought is a dangerous thing.

While I may be seeing it with friends, in a movie theatre I am alone. Silent and alone in a large dark room with only my thoughts.

Needless to say, V is a thought-provoking film. Not only for its detailed story, unsubtle politics, ethical questions and all that, but also for personal reasons of my own. Over time things get associated with one another for unclear reasons.

So I spent a lot of time tonight thinking. Of persons present, persons absent, persons I've never met. Feeling very strange. Not "emo" per se but certainly emotional.

Feeling my head swoon. My stomach do somersaults. My muscles weak. Feeling uneasy and unable to talk. Thinking hard and watching the film and everything seems hyper-real. My vision is sharper and my pulse is racing. It's not entirely unpleasant.

Being in a particularly hormonal phase right now, added to emotional factors that only I know about or notice, added to the residual awkwardness and pressure of a social situation (I'm still not entirely used to it) leaves me so completely drained.

As I was leaving the theatre tonight I was ready to pass out. It all sort of felt like an overload.