Dance, I tells ya. Dance! Even when it’s raining!

Life is always going to be messy. Total chaos and sadness!

I watched a movie recently where it’s set in a small town by the sea, and everyone is effected by this love letter that was left lying around a bookstore. And people keep finding it and thinking someone wrote it for them. Eventually you find out in the end who wrote it, but it’s an adorable film (adapted by a book by the same title, the Love Letter by Catheline Schine). I just thought the line that the character played by Tom Selleck (spelled his name right?) let me see if I can paraphrase:

Helen: Can you forgive me?

George:  Forgive you for what? For being human?

Messy, fucked up…that’s the good stuff, Helen.

I think everyone in the town is living, loving all because of this letter. And messing it all up in the process.

I’m truly dumb. In the heart. But I wish I owned my own bookstore or worked at one.