Call me a sap....

I have no idea when it happened...but I have totally turned into a sap for a select few lovey-dovey movies. Take Titanic for instance...yea, I saw it in the theater like 3 times when I was in high school, but anymore it is definitely one of my go-to movies when I want to feel the warm fuzzies (no homo).

Life may not always (if ever) end up like a fairy tale or love story, but I'm content believing in the possibility. I've always had an idealistic POV. Realism was never really my cup-o-tea (except when it was ABSOLUTELY necessary). So why can't/shouldn't I have faith in the possibility that my life will take a fairy tale turn? Why shouldn't I believe that maybe one day my prince will come?

I dunno. Maybe the storyline behind Titanic just calls to me. Maybe there's that certain element of should/shouldn't be that just tugs on my heartstrings. I really don't care to question it too much. I guess I just need to keep on hoping that one day, my fairy tale/love story will begin...and go down in the books as one of the best :-)