Why do I feel that movies always some how manage to depict my life? From "My Best Friend's Wedding" and now "You've Got Mail" which was showing on HBO tonight.
When Kathleen Kelly said "No, but there is a dream of someone else", it hit home. Not to mention the exchange of mails she had with Joe Fox. It was intimate, and reminiscence of my exchanges with M. I haven't felt this connected with someone for.... perhaps I've never had much luck with meeting kindred spirits, but I've never wanted to connect with someone as much as I have with him.
I recently read a passage in Alice Steinbach's second novel, Educating Alice:
For me, though, a letter is always better than a phone call. People write things in letters they would never say in person. They permit themselves to write down feelings and observations using an emotional syntax far more intimate and powerful than speech will allow.
Maybe sharing pieces of ourselves in words has opened a new avenue of feelings that I now find hard to deny. I wonder if he feels the same way...
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