Strange Conflict

I walked out of a movie, yesterday.

I think this had only happened once before and only because I so disliked the movie that I could not see giving it another hour of my life.

Yesterday was very different:

I really liked the film. The acting was great, beautiful cinematography, masterful directing and a super story, too.

My mind was happy.

My heart, though, within seven minutes, started to whimper.

It needed out. It was shriveling.

I sat with this strange conflict ("stay, this is great" / "please leave, I can't breathe") for about 45 minutes and then my feet walked me out.

Relieved, my heart let out a big breathe and I sobbed, sitting on the sidewalk for a while.