Screenplay To Come

Is it strange that I would legitimately enjoy omnipotently watching and listening to a conversation between the men that I've loved and have loved me?

Those who have gone.

To hear one speak to the other about a quality, movement, way of being or belief that they enjoyed (and to hear that the other found that to be their biggest annoyance, or agree to the love of it) might be one the most interesting social experiments I could ever think of.

Rather torturous, but incredibly valuable.