I watched World Trade Center at vivocity yesterday. I was sobbing constantly throughout the show. Yes it was that sad. In fact, it was extremely heartbreaking and if i had watched it alone in the comforts of my room, i would have wailed and moaned and burst out in buckets of tears. It was a constant welling up of tears, every minute. The essence was felt. Waiting, waiting . . . and more waiting. For news of any kind. And the tears came on stronger when you know at the back of your mind, that all you are watching on screen is real. Somewhere along the way, you can't avoid questioning the rhetorical, why.
I like the television, very much. It has become my source of escapism.
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