I cannot stop thinking about the scene where barbie first cries and she looks around the park to see the people and she sees loneliness, and fights, and sadness, but she also sees laughter, and love, and hope, and she cries, and she laughs, and she looks, and watches the reality that is being alive. There is ups and downs and it is far from perfect but at its very core, it’s beautiful, and important.
This is the first time she sees what being alive truly is, beyond the side effects she started experiencing, beyond her first interaction she had with the real world. This was the first time she stopped and really watched where she is, WHO she is.






