Hot Diggity Dog

I love the feeling of waiting in line for a ticket, heading for a last bathroom trip, sitting down in semi comfortable chairs, hearing and feeling the slight tug of dried soda pop beneath your shoes, passing around the hot buttery popcorn, trying not to chew during the intense quiet parts, the slurping sound of an almost empty cup, that one baby or cell phone going off and missing your favorite line of the movie, seeing the attractive actors, not wanting to leave once the credits hit, stretching your arms from sitting for too long, not being able to see the bright outside, sad that the movie is over, and looking out the back window in awe of the one place with so many feelings.