once in a while i kinda wish that life happened as it does in one of those romantic comedies. you just know that no matter how much everything seems to unravel around you, with the help of the universe (and the writers), it will all suddenly turn around in the most magical and unexpected way. epiphanies will happen, mistakes will be corrected, the rain will stop and cue the upbeat music to which you and the man you love will walk off into the sunset. nothing but happy endings.
not that i’m unhappy at all, i just think that whoever wrote my script kinda missed something. minor mistakes but with unfortunate repercussions. like accidentally turning a period into a question mark. that can really mess things up.
i’ve tried to lay off my writer and just write the damn script myself. i’m pretty sure that’s what i’ve been told; i’m the writer of my life. turns out occasional teamwork is required.
luckily i’m a very
patient positive stubborn person. it’s no big deal.
oh sweet fiction, when will you be mine?