I have been low-key obsessing on Keanu Reeves the last couple of days, googling whatever article or quotes I could find about him. I find his spirituality sexy. And the fact that he’s a very private person without much press release aside from when he’s promoting his movies makes me want to dig deeper about him more.
If there’s one famous person I would want to have a conversation with, it would probably be him. I probably wouldn’t mention ‘The Matrix’ because I’ve never seen the movie. And the only reason I watched John Wick: Chapter 3 was because Jeff held me hostage on the couch. I sat there — transfixed — staring at one bloody scene after another that at the end of the movie, all I could say was, “How the fuck he did manage to live through all of that?!” I was incredulous.
Turns out real-life Keanu lived through a lot, as well. A lot of deaths — both literal and figurative, I can only suppose because it’s not like we’re close or whatever.
But, yeah, I’m a fan of his depth, his wisdom, and his humility. That’s what draws me to him.
And because his somber persona had quite an interesting effect on me, I found myself listening to The Milk Carton Kids’ A Sea of Roses on repeat. The perfect background music for when I just wanna curl inside my shell and live in the dark hollows of missing my dad so, so, so very much.