Realization: Spider-Man came out a decade ago.
I saw it on the first day of showing. I was wearing a black shirt, a pair of elephant pants and sneakers.
I also saw it with “the woman” (then-known as “the girl”).
That movie date ultimately made me decide not to go for the faraway college (I aced the entrance exam) and wait it out a year. My family wasn’t so happy. (But I was close to “the girl.”)
My grandmother got her hands on all my school documents and enrolled me in a school. I had classes the next day.
The thing with “the girl”? It didn’t work out. On a rainy September night, I was being dumped while wearing another pair of elephant pants. (Maybe it was all the elephant pants?!)
Of course, this series of events all set me out stumbling to the magnificence called now. In two weeks, “the girl” will be giving birth to her first-born.
I spare a few seconds to think what might have happened if we didn’t watch Spider-Man that day.
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