Truly Free

This summer I got to see the Movie Sinners. If you enjoy a good horror flick, I do recommend. Among it's memorable themes and story, the post credits scene is what really stuck with me. When Stack and Mary visit Sammie many years later. Sammie is an older man. Lived his life doing what he loved. Playing music. Stack and Mary offer him immortality, and he politely declines. Having chosen to die naturally. When Stack and Mary are about to leave, Sammie then says that despite everything they went through that night, it was the greatest day of his life.

Stack agrees, since it was the last time he saw his brother Smoke or the sun, and the only time they were all truly free. I've seen the movie again since and was reminded of this line. What it is to feel free. Even in a world of chaos.

I recall a time that I felt free and it was a few years past. A group of us were up in Provincetown for a few days. In a hotel, enjoying romps on Commercial street. Baking under a summer sun. Eating the fine delicacies. Cooling off and resting in a cramped, yet cozy room. For a few days, the world didn't exist outside while we were on top of the world. This all happened before things began to change and our friendship and closeness began to fade. This was the last time I felt truly free.

Life hasn't been quite that weightless since, and has even pressed itself in. Cold, not always cruel. Colors of hope blooming in between the cracks. I am thankful for those times, and wouldn't trade them for anything. They are apart of me. I hold them deep inside. People, feelings, memories. Even if the people have long since faded out, I always remember. It was a different time, a different me. These little buoys offer a semblance of hope. A hope that I will make more memories with people I care about.