"Theatre used to sweep me up and take me away like that. But not as much anymore, when you learn the technique behind the magicians trick its just not magical anymore. It’s not exactly like that, I saw a play recently, it was about mental illness and how it affects people and it snatched me up right from the get go and took me away before I could start to really intellectualize it. How is the acting? is it well written? None of that mattered because I was in it, right in the story. I remember I could feel the play wrapping up, coming up on the end. The ending was one of those happy sad endings, where everyone is broken and hurt but they have resolved to be better and you know eventualy everything will be ok. I was crying and I was right in it with the actors and I almost got up and said: please don’t stop, not yet please, I would rather stay here in this, I don’t want to go back. Like a kid asking for five more minutes before having to leave their best friends house. Please, just let me stay swept up in it for five more minutes. Please. And ya know, that felt really good."