Life can be so strange sometimes. What was a seemingly mundane evening, somehow delivered a rare moment of clarity. A reminder of who I really am, or what I’m actually like… something along those lines anyway.
I went to see the film “Juliet, Naked” another brilliant film adaption of another brilliant Nick Hornby book. The movie was wonderful, which was fortunate because due to its limited release I had to drive thirty five minutes away just to see it. But it made me feel nostalgic. Not for any specific era, but for a type of film which rarely gets made anymore. A type of film that in all honesty most of my friends would never bother to watch, but I adore and get so excited about… maybe even too excited about. The book is amazing too, and while the film differs in certain aspects and plot points, the overall feeling remains the same.
So I went to see the film, dragged my poor old mum along under the pretense of mother-daughter bonding, and we had a lovely time. I actually had a rather pleasant evening, and it made me realize how few of those I have had in the last few months.
The thing is, I’ve been out to dinners and concerts and to the movies with friends, but there has always been some sort of compromise involved. I’ve attended these events, even suggested them in some cases, because I know everyone will enjoy them. Even I more or less enjoyed them. And although I’m very grateful for all of those experiences and relationships, somehow they all fall short when compared to this evening. Because this evening was for me. It was true to me.
Countless self help books talk about this concept of “me-time”. The importance of taking some time for yourself to rest and recharge. But as an added inducement, me-time can also give you the space to get back to yourself. To clear your head of all the expectations and influences of the outside world, and reconnect with the things that bring you personal joy! The personal tastes which inform your identity, and which are too easily surrendered in an attempt to fit in.
After this epiphany of sorts, I’ve become determined to get to know myself again. To do more of the things that I truly love, in order to have a more meaningful life.