Finally got around to seeing Her tonight. It was one of the most emotionally exhausting movies I've ever seen. It was too much. It was too intense. Too many feelings. I couldn't handle it.

I have the emotional range of a fucking pinhead. I swear it. Too much and I explode. I'm so afraid of feelings. I really, really am. I'm absolutely fucking petrified. I think that's what this movie made me realize. I'm afraid of producing them, knowing that I have them, and understanding them.

It's terrifying that the human mind can fall in love with quite possibly anything that responds positively to us, aids us in sorting our life out, and helps us see the world in a different light. If that's enough to make you fall in love with someone, I'd rather not. I can't.

But then again, maybe that's all you really need.