I find myself wanting to start every blog post off with "so..", but "so" doesn't necessarily mean we're in the middle of a conversation. Which always brings to mind You've Got Mail, I think Meg Ryan/the scriptwriter took the words right out of my mind in one of her emails to "NY152." Her email reads:
"I like to start my notes to you as if we're already in the middle of a conversation. I pretend that we're the oldest and dearest friends -- as opposed to what we actually are, people who don't know each other's names and met in a Chat Room where we both claimed we'd never been before. What will he say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer, I wait impatiently as it boots up. I go on line, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing, not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beat of my own heart. I have mail. From you."
Since I was only about 9 years old when the movie came out, maybe I took the words from the movie instead of vise versa. Either way, whenever I used to start a letter to a friend I always thought of You've Got Mail. I would hear Meg Ryan's voice in my head saying those words. Now that I'm blogging it's like I've been transported back into time. I always want to start my blogs like I know each and every single one of my readers. I could honestly probably write a complete blog that would read something like an ode to You've Got Mail or at the very least the power of painting such a complete and dramatic picture that just sucks you in, but I will refrain. (You're welcome, believe me I wouldn't want to read that either.)
I'm feeling better (obviously). Not a ton better, but better enough for me to admit to the world that I'm feeling better, which usually jinxes it but I think I'm okay. I have more energy and while my senses are still majorly heightened it doesn't necessarily lead into a worse headache. Or at least that's the way I've been feeling for the past 24-48 hours. And my heightened sense of everything hasn't been even more heightened, which is the way things have been going. We'll see if it sticks. But since I'm feeling better I've been tackling a lot more projects lately. Or thinking up different projects to try and tackle. And I lost a whole day to brother-sister quality time in front of the tube watching Teen Wolf.
Saturday really snuck up on me. I don't know what happened. I hadn't even looked at this week's scene until today. And honestly it needs some work. So I think I'm going to hold off for this week and post next Saturday. (And I might just post parts of my story every other Saturday that way I'll have twice the amount of time to work on it.) I really don't want to just put half-edited stuff up because I'd rather make y'all wait and it be quality work. I hope this is okay with y'all. I really do apologize that you were expecting to read a story and instead you get my nostalgia for You've Got Mail. If you're in the mood for something extremely sweet, a little heart-wrenching, and a lot of love check out the two videos below. Friends on Facebook posted them and I just couldn't help myself but to watch them.
Title: "White Nights" by Oh Land
Labels: Creative Writing, Love, Migraines, Movies, Music