a couple of weekends ago, I left my jacket and bag when I went to the bathroom in the middle of a movie.

Well, I hardly ever have to leave a movie to pee. I'm usually really smart about how much I drink and when, but for some reason I misgauged and had to leave the theatre briefly.

And it took probably five minutes of wondering if I should bring all my crap with me or if I should just take the chance that my stuff would be stolen, in the middle of a movie, from a seat relatively near the front of the theatre, so basically it would have been backlit for the entire rest of the audience if someone had grabbed my stuff.

And yet, it still took me five minutes of wavering and wondering and pondering the pros and cons before I could actually walk away from my stuff.

KS is a stronger person than I am. lol