This evening, as my wife and I were coming back from running some errands, we got to discussing movies. As we drove past the local Empire Cinemas location, she read a title and asked me what it was. I hadn't heard of it (I can't even remember what it was, now), so I couldn't enlighten her at all. Then she asked me about another movie, and I said I had heard of that one, and that I was intrigued by it because of its association with the director of a certain movie that we had both seen before.
That's when the conversation got weird.
My wife told me that the movie I was talking about, the one that we had seen together, the one I said I liked, well, she told me that I hated it. I argued with her at first, but she insisted. Then, I asked her what it was about, thinking that perhaps she was confusing it with another movie, but she described it, and insisted that I hadn't liked it.
As we talked, strange thoughts popped into my head. I wondered if I was dreaming. I wondered if I was living in an alternate reality. I wondered if I was insane. I worried about my memory. Everything she said made sense. Everything she told me I had said about the movie sounded like things I would say.
I trust my wife implicitly, and I believe everything she tells me.
Something is wrong with me.
That's when the conversation got weird.
My wife told me that the movie I was talking about, the one that we had seen together, the one I said I liked, well, she told me that I hated it. I argued with her at first, but she insisted. Then, I asked her what it was about, thinking that perhaps she was confusing it with another movie, but she described it, and insisted that I hadn't liked it.
As we talked, strange thoughts popped into my head. I wondered if I was dreaming. I wondered if I was living in an alternate reality. I wondered if I was insane. I worried about my memory. Everything she said made sense. Everything she told me I had said about the movie sounded like things I would say.
I trust my wife implicitly, and I believe everything she tells me.
Something is wrong with me.