After almost two years, I am back. I am making a promise to myself to write more.
I have changed positions at my job (allowing me slightly more time).
I have moved out of my childhood home into an apartment by myself.
I have found myself an absolutely wonderful boyfriend.
I still have amazing family and friends.
I am figuring out my life, and I am happy.
A few weeks ago, I read a magazine article discussing how men fell in love with girls’ quirks. The guy writing the article loved how one girlfriend always used to wear red converses. He loved how another always used to eat the same kind of pie for dessert. Made me realize that you should really embrace the weird little things that make you unique…someone could be falling in love with that quirk. Some things that I will no longer worry about? People giving me strange looks when I read a magazine starting from the back cover. People commenting on how I sometimes snort when I laugh too hard. The fact that I sometimes don’t want to fix the mousy brown frizz-fest on the top of my head…also known as my hair. I will also no longer feel ashamed pulling my hand away when someone holds it the “wrong” way.
So, girls (and guys), go out and be your quirky self. Someone will love you for it!
“I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night.”
-Harry Burns, When Harry Met Sally
“Hello, Miles. It’s Maya. Thanks for your letter. I would have called sooner, but I think I needed some time to think about everything that happened and… what you wrote to me. Another reason, um, I didn’t call you sooner is because I wanted to finish your book, which I finally did last night. And I think it’s really lovely, Miles. You’re so good with words. Who cares if it’s not getting published? There are so many beautiful and… painful things about it. Did you really go through all that? Must have been awful. And the sister character – jeez, what a wreck. But I have to say that, well, I was really confused by the ending. I mean, did the father finally commit suicide, or what? It’s driving me crazy. Anyway, it’s turned cold and rainy here lately, but I like winter. So, listen, if you ever do decide to come up here again, you should let me know. I would say stop by the restaurant, but to tell you the truth, I’m not sure how much longer I’m gonna be working there, because I’m going to graduate soon. So, I’ll probably want to relocate. I mean, we’ll see. Anyway, like I said, I really loved your novel. Don’t give up, Miles. Keep writing. I hope you’re well. Bye.”
“I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it’s not because I’m lonely, and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.”
~Harry Burns, When Harry Met Sally