I watched Chronesthesia last night at its premier in the New Zealand International Film Festival, and it had me hooked from the beginning. The concept of Chronesthesia (mental time travel, the ability to be aware of one's past or future) was cleverly and sensitively woven into this story about love, loss, opportunity, connection and mental health issues. The Eastern suburbs of Wellington, NZ provided beautiful and emotive backdrops for the story to unfold. A stand out moment in the film was the park bench scene between the main character (Dan) and a seemingly homeless man. It was funny and touching, and it stayed with me. Today I was approached on Cuba Street by a familiar Wellington woman who appears to have some mental health struggles. Prior to seeing Chronesthesia I don't think I would have taken the time to stop, listen and interact with her. Today I did, and I have this film to thank for blossoming my desire to connect with others who seek to connect with me. I can't imagine anyone watching this film and it not changing the way they see the world.