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The Bridges of Madison County

I went to bed earlier than usual tonite, had a little bit of trouble sleeping but I managed to sleep with Radiohead's Paranoid Android. Which always successfully sent me to somewhere I feel belong.

Around 2 am, woke up and thought I just couldn't continue my sleep.

Instead of turning on my lappie and surf for something interesting, I went off the bed and walked to the bathroom. Later to the kitchen, made myself a glass of ribena. Its funny that I never made a perfect one for myself, its always too sweet or too little of the ribena syrup. I wonder how could I always made a perfect glass for my man every time he asked for one.

So, I sat on the red couch. Turned on the telly, it was some movies on HBO and Fox. FOX has this whimpy kid diary kinda thing. Watched that, but HBO had this movie by Clint Eastwood and my fave actress, Meryl Streep. So I stayed tune to HBO. It was like 15 mins passed the premiere. I checked out the movie synopsis and it sounded interesting.

So I managed to finish the whole movie, cried a little. I might cry more if I watched it on the night before. Yea. But it seems like love could come to our life like once in a lifetime, and we might lose it cuz we are incapable of leaving other things behind.

The movie was about a love struck for the right person at the wrong time. She had all things a woman ever wanted. A home, a husband,  children and a marriage. She might be lonely at times, but things were normal. A routine. She met this travel photographer who ( like one I used to date ) life is not a routine. Who might think wouldnt ever fall in love and to have a so called routine life.

They met, they talked, the shared things, they fell in love.

Through the skeptical eyes, what they had was scandal. A housewife cheated on her husband, but through the movie, what they had was narrated to be a very beautiful feeling which undoubtedly, love.

A chance in a lifetime, which one would never want to pass on.

Indeed, she did. For the family. It sounds a bit familiar to me. Yea, indeed.



All in all, for me - its really hard actually to feel the love connection that they both had, cuz I was being rather skeptical myself and those wrinkling lips locked to each other, its a bit gross :P I know I am no romantic but I do feel like, if you know that it is love, and it is that only one love you know its the one, you will never let it go.

But what she did was beautiful, she never wanted to ruin the love, and that was why, she decided to let it go.


owh yea, its February. Month of Love, and so they said.


checkin' the bed..
xoxo - Amylia




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