Even though I've watched only three movies since coming home (Halloween, Inside Out, and South Paw), my mind constantly replays romantic comedies throughout my day. Sometimes- often- there are snippets of script that explain the complex relationship I have with things, entities, and intangibles.
I walk around in love, and that love creates a sort of relationship between myself and my intangibles. When I struggle with something, I consider it a stage in the relationship sometime before the end-credits kiss, just a scene we have to get through together. I'll even quote a movie aloud, to myself, as my various relationships have challenges.
Here are some examples:
Two Tweets Notice
[ Lucy Kelson: George, I have an ulcer, I don't sleep well, mostly because you keep calling me in the middle of the night, and if you don't call me I dream that you're gonna call me. I think about you in the shower
George gives her a look]
Lucy Kelson: ...not in a good way, but in an I'm-so-distracted-I-can't-remember-if-I-washed-my-hair kinda way - so I'll wash my hair twice! So I have a hole in my stomach, I'm running out of shampoo and today is the first day in my life that I did not give a thousand percent on the job. And I hate that feeling.
This is where social media and I are right now. Don't worry, at the end of the movie, she remembers why he's worth running out of shampoo.
When Blogger Met Book
This one took some creative editing to make sense out of it, but it's pretty much how the conversation goes every time I add a poem to the book of difficult stories.
My book gives me a hard time about my slow progress, but it always apologizes.
