The funny thing is, I had seen it already. I've also seen the last episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
I'm dark that way (this is a reference to When Harry Met Sally). It's interesting to start from the end, then go to the beginning, and see how things got to where they got.
I also finished dating Bachelor #1.
I'm sad and craving KFC and chocolate. That said, I had a feeling about the ending of this one, too. Perhaps a little bit of self-fulfilling prophecy, a little bit of hypervigilance, with a pinch of intuition and training in human behavior, eh? I learned more about myself and more patterns that needed breaking and adjusting.
I'm still sad, despite the insight. I still yearn.
I finished Eclipse, the third book in the Twilight Series, in between studying, work, heartbreak, and a little vacation with friends.
On my vacation, I walked on a beach strewn with shells and stones that were washed smooth by the sea. They dotted the sand like randomly written notes of music.
I couldn't understand how they were so beautiful. How this was just free for the enjoying.
Beauty is not understood, it is felt.
Like the mysteries of the heart.