Surprises
I’m not really big on surprises.
I like planning my own birthday parties because I don’t want to be disappointed. I don’t mind knowing how a movie or book ends before I watch or read it because suspense can be a gut-wrenching process. And I actually prefer knowing if any of the movie’s main characters die because then I know not to get too attached.
I’m not a consummate planner or a total control freak. I like to roll with the punches… I just like to have an idea of the direction they’re rolling.
However, I also relish being completely and pleasantly caught off-guard, whether it be a chance meeting, a spontaneous confession, a second glance, a bad night ending beautifully, or an unexpected delivery. The majority of life’s most thoroughly delicious moments happen when you aren’t looking for, planning or expecting anything.
Waking Up
Because it means the nightmares about shooting people, kicking the s*@! out of someone’s head, being stalked and watching blood run are OVER.
Horror movies suck… even stupid ones.
I shoulda put up a bigger fight.
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