Personal Narrative: Goodwill Hunting

The best movie I have ever seen is, “Goodwill Hunting.” I have heard people talk about it up until about a year ago, but I still never gave it a shot. Until one night I’m going through my nightly routine of scrolling through Netflix titles trying to find a show or movie that will put me to sleep. Of course I could pick an obvious show like “The Office” or “Family Guy”, but I wanted to find something new. So instead I just search my favorite actor, Matt Damon. Came across a movie called, “Rounders”, and it co-starred Edward Norton. This was an obvious choice so I watched it without checking out any other movies with Matt Damon. I was very glad I chose to watch this movie because the cast did amazing and I love movies about gambling.

But I bet you can’t tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You’ve never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you’d probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can’t tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You’re a tough kid. And I’d ask you about war, you’d probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, “Once more into the breach dear friends.” But you’ve never been near one. You’ve never held your best friend’s head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I’d ask you about love, you’d probably quote me a sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on Earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn’t know what it’s like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through cancer. And you wouldn’t know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes that the terms “visiting hours” don’t apply to