2 Days in Paris

"It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much.

When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really love this one. When I think that its over, that I'll never see him again like this...

well yes, I'll bump into him, we'll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely.

Almost.

Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well.

There's a moment in life where you can't recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses ".

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The sweetie and I watched 2 Days in Paris last night. It's been described as a Woodie-Allen-esque movie with similar banter and structure. I for one love this movie. Its real, it passionate, it's funny. When I initially saw the movie last year in theaters it made my insides hurt a little.

"love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses"

That's the line that really got me. We can all relate. Sometimes my mom drives me bat shit, my friends test my patience, the sweetie pushes my buttons, and the cat scratches my kitchen table. But..

I'm happy to have the most disobedient cat alive, because it means I get Oscar.
And I'm happy that my patience is tested, because it means I still have my mother with me.
And I'm happy that when we watch movies the sweetie falls asleep during the best part, because it means he's still beside me.

I'm accepting that I can't weed out the dysfunction and only keep the bliss. Gotta have both.

...well maybe only a little dysfunction anyhow ;)

(I love you)