Slight Realization

I am a movie freak. I go when ever I can. I go when ever I want to. (The beauty of singlehood.) I just simply love them. They are my Vodka and Cranberry juice after a long day. Or my long run. Or my pint of ice cream. Whatever it is that is your release from all things stressful. . . . There is just something about leaving your life, walking into a cool, dark movie theatre, and turning on the story of another one's life. Granted, they generally always have happy endings to their misfortunes.

. . . . This weekend I saw 500 Days of Summer. . . .

And when a movie doesnt always give the happy ending that I wished for it, then I get . . .well, alittle annoyed. And for this particular movie, my annoyance is still here 3 days later.

It JUST hit me why. I am much more like Tom than I really would like to admit. It never turns out for me the way that I would have liked. Dont worry. This isnt a 'wo is me' post, as I must admit, Heavently Father is amazing, and things have turned out amazing for me. Much, much better that I could have ever imagined. But I am a hopeless romantic. Sometimes I dont always want to admit that one, but its true. I am. I want the fairy tale ending in my own life, and it hasnt quite happened that way, yet. I keep dreaming, with all new crushes. One day it will work out. Patience I will continue to use.