Cinema can fill in the empty spaces of your life

This is not a story about your disappointment in my silence. The theme of this story is my pain and my attempts to end it.

We were scum, trash, refuses who didn’t fit in the system. Until someone had the bright idea of recycling us.

- So we made this oath... Whoever died first would send the other a sign. - A sign? From the afterlife? - You could call it that. You could call it a million things. - But... how do you know if it's a sign? - I'm a medium. He was... he was a medium. I'll just know it. - Have you... communicated with spirits before? - Lewis thought they were... spirits. I'm less sure. But yes. Somewhat. I mean there are invisible... presences... around us. Always. I mean whether or not they're the souls of the dead, I don't know, but... You know when you're a medium you just are attuned to some sort of... vibe. - What do you mean by vibe? - It's an intuition thing. it's a feeling.

We're not allowed to regret anything. If we're sincere, then we're the sum total of our experiences - no exceptions.