Last night, I went to the cinema and saw a beautiful movie based on Tim Conigrave’s memoir entitled ‘Holding the Man’. Being the emotional empath I am I knew it was going to eventuate in me in the cinema blubbering away while trying to hold as much composure as I could. To give you a little background, in 2012 I was in my last year of Drama School and was lucky enough to do a reading of ‘Holding the Man’ for the State Theatre Company of South Australia. I was given the role of Timothy. As soon as I read the play I felt a deep connection to the subject matter, so I knew how much of an impact seeing the movie was going to have. This morning when I woke up I felt quite emotionally drained, both from the movie and the fact that I got a little stuck in thoughts after it about what had been happening in my life over the last five months. This nearly stopped me from picking up my cards for my daily draw, but I held fast and picked up my deck (secretly hoping for a nice calming card such as The Star or something of the sort) and drew. And what did I receive, why the King of Swords of course 😛

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