Well readers, get ready for a trip.
A few nights ago, I was folding laundry when I decided to thumb through Netflix to find something to watch to pass the time, when a title called "My Future Boyfriend" popped up. I thought to myself, "What the heck, it's kinda short, so I might as well." It turned out to be an ABC Family original movie, starring the deliciously curvaceous Sarah Rue (I have a thing for redheads, what can I say?) so I decided to stick it out.
It's about a man from 1000 years in the future where love doesn't exist anymore, and everyone is ruled by reason and logic. It was all very Vulcan. However, this man discovers an old romance novel, reads it, and has all kinds of questions that no one seems to have the answers to. So he decides to travel back in time to the year 2011 to meet the author and receive all these answers about love and sex. Anyway he meets the author, and in his pursuit for knowledge and understanding of foreign concepts, he ends up falling in love with her.
Where I found my insight was at an interesting point. The author becomes engaged to her longtime boyfriend, and while future man is bemoaning the loss of this woman he has fallen for, who has also fallen for him, but feels stuck because she has been with this man she is engaged to for so long, author woman's coworker talks about how author woman met her boyfriend. They met when he caught her hat just before it fell into a river on a windy day. He says, "Sometimes falling in love is about being in the right place at the right time to find that right person."
Then my brain exploded.
If I hadn't gone to that party at the end of May 2010 at Lindsay Ferrin's house, and played "Baby do you love me," and felt this strange spark inside of me as I leaned in close to Skyler's face, I don't know where I would be now. If I hadn't gone to the movies a few weeks after that with my friend Cherisa to see the karate kid, I wouldn't have sat next to him and shared my apple chips and talked to him the whole time, which led me to want to hug him at the end of the night. Three weeks after that was our first date, and five months after that he asked me to marry him.
Sometimes you just have to let yourself be led, because next thing you know, you are standing in front of the one person who will love you in spite of yourself, who will hold you when you are upset no matter how much you thrash and fight to allow you to calm down.
Well readers, that's all for me.
Keep it real.
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