Night Four

In this dumpster fire of a year, movies and music have been a welcome distraction. In particular, movies and music that I could relate to and/or see myself represented in have made me surprisingly emotional. In The Heights made me cry because of the beautiful array of brown and black faces and familiar experiences. My mom and I went to the movies on Thanksgiving and we saw Encanto, which is a beautiful film and everyone should definitely go see it. Basically, any music Lin Manuel Miranda writes makes me really happy and will probably make me cry. He’s done a lot for Latinx representation in Broadway and beyond and I’m in awe of the magic he spins with words.