I'm watching to Academy Awards, and that is how someone referred to a good movie. I instantly thought of Titanic. Judge all you want, but it is still my favorite movie. I remember when I first watched it I went home and dreamed about it. I saw it at least 6 times in the theater. Every time I caught something new. If only Rose had done so and so then Jack would have survived. I shared that theory with a friend the other day and he just looked at me. He said he doesn't look deeper into the movie than what it was. I didn't know that was a Mandy thing. I emotionally attach myself to characters. Wonder where they went when the film stopped. I'm still not over Dawson's Creek. I had to stop watching Ally McBeal so I could remember her with Larry. This is probably not normal, but a part of me will always be a little in the clouds. I believe in romance and happy endings. I believe in soul mates. I am so sure HE is out there. I have never doubted that for a second-see, I told you he was lingering on crazy.
All the men seem right at the beginning, it's the middle that really counts. Make it count. It could be over before you know it, because Mr. Right Now, may not be Mr. Right Forever. Regardless of how much you wish he would was. It doesn't have to make sense.









