1. The questioning: stop it. I'm happy, he's happy (I think) and that should be enough. Why should I have to be the annoying girl who wants to have "the talk" when I'm perfectly happy the way things are? So that I can give you a definition of my relationship with this person? no. It's not happening.
2. Paper Heart: Charlyne Yi and Michael Cera. Awkward and kinda cute. She's a super pessimist who doesn't believe in love or something even though he wants her to, because they are so cute together in their uber nerdiness. Hmmm. Wonder if that's why they broke up in real life? She asks all kinds of weird questions to all kinds of weird people, and we learn a lot about love, mainly that there is no one definition, and everyone pretty much has their own. So, what is this "love" stuff anyway? How can we be foolish as to presume to understand someone else, when people can change, and their words and actions aren't necessarily a true reflection of who they are, what they want, or what their intentions are? How can you be so brave as to tell someone you love them or even that you want love when you're too afraid they'll run like hell if you do (and is that why Yi "doesn't believe in love")?
3. About a month ago, a very dear friend of mine died in a work accident. It was sudden, it was tragic, and it happened 2 weeks before his 1 year wedding anniversary. At a time we should have been celebrating, we were mourning. and still are. and always will be.
So these magical bonds of love, what purpose do they serve? Do they lift us up and protect us from all the bad that's in the world? I used to think so. But now, I find myself doubting. I'm angry and I'm hurting, and more than anything, I'm afraid to let people in because if it can hurt this much to lose Fenton, I'm not sure I can take the chance to lose anyone else. Wow, I know. It's like a step away from locking myself in my house and never leaving again, but that's how it feels. And I know that it won't always feel that way, but I look at my friend Shannon, who lost her husband of nearly a year, and I realize that that declaration of love, those wedding vows that should have lasted another 50 some odd years wasn't enough to protect them from being separated. Is anything?
4. (500) Days of Summer: A movie (finally!!!) gets it right! I laughed hard, I cried hard. Just like a real relationship. It might be my new favorite.
Is there such a thing as destiny? What is a soul mate? Can someone be "the One" if you aren't theirs? And for that matter, can you even really be in love with someone if they aren't also in love with you? Or are we all just in love with a projected image of that person within our heads? Are we in love with the idea of the person? Are we in love with the memories of a shared history? Are we in love with the feeling of flattery that comes along with someone sharing our sense of humor, or tastes, someone showing interest? Are we in love with the idea of love?
I know, I know, all very trite, but since I don't have the answers, (and probably no one does) these questions are spinning in my mind.
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