The X-Files, an happy memory
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xf_is_loveDay 1 of the celebration of our favorite duo... and here I am, sharing a memory.
Whenever I think about the X-Files, I think about happier times and my mum -which, in case you were wondering, is still alive, thank you very much.
Anyway... when it first aired here in Italy, it was around 18 years or so. I still remember the channel - Canale 5- and the time slot, every Saturday, from 22.30 to 23.30. I was basically a kid back then, being born in the 1984. God, I wasn't even out of primary school yet (it was spring, and I would start middle school in september). I already loved sci-fi and crime shows with a opassion, ahving beeing rised with Stargate movies, Star trek and Murder, she wrote and Columbo. Something that was a mix of both the genres was somehow a blessing :)
And mum.... she may say what she wants, but she is a sci-fi addicted as much as I am. She loved X-files (and Mulder), she really do. So, it was kind of our thing: on saturday, at 22.30 we would lie on the couch, cuddling like I was still a little baby, we would turn on the tv in the living room and we would watch the X-Files (then, at 23.30, we would swicth channel and look at the start trek classsic series movies marathon on Rete 4, or we would simply talk untill we fell asleep).
It was nice. Even if I suffered every bnow and then from nightmares, and even if for weeks I was kind of scared of water tubes because of the Flukeman.... Yes, I was like that. And yet I was addicted. It wasn't just the show, and even now, even if I rememeber a lot, even if I will never frgfet the flukeman (I swear I remember every single frame of that episode) whenver I think about the X-Files and those Sundays, I rememeber being safe and sound.
call me silly, but ehy, deep, deep down, I am a romantic.
Whenever I think about the X-Files, I think about happier times and my mum -which, in case you were wondering, is still alive, thank you very much.
Anyway... when it first aired here in Italy, it was around 18 years or so. I still remember the channel - Canale 5- and the time slot, every Saturday, from 22.30 to 23.30. I was basically a kid back then, being born in the 1984. God, I wasn't even out of primary school yet (it was spring, and I would start middle school in september). I already loved sci-fi and crime shows with a opassion, ahving beeing rised with Stargate movies, Star trek and Murder, she wrote and Columbo. Something that was a mix of both the genres was somehow a blessing :)
And mum.... she may say what she wants, but she is a sci-fi addicted as much as I am. She loved X-files (and Mulder), she really do. So, it was kind of our thing: on saturday, at 22.30 we would lie on the couch, cuddling like I was still a little baby, we would turn on the tv in the living room and we would watch the X-Files (then, at 23.30, we would swicth channel and look at the start trek classsic series movies marathon on Rete 4, or we would simply talk untill we fell asleep).
It was nice. Even if I suffered every bnow and then from nightmares, and even if for weeks I was kind of scared of water tubes because of the Flukeman.... Yes, I was like that. And yet I was addicted. It wasn't just the show, and even now, even if I rememeber a lot, even if I will never frgfet the flukeman (I swear I remember every single frame of that episode) whenver I think about the X-Files and those Sundays, I rememeber being safe and sound.
call me silly, but ehy, deep, deep down, I am a romantic.
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