Favorite words

I have seen the movie twice so far.

And cried both times during this monologue.

It’s not part of Agatha Christie’s book, but one of the additions for the movie.

And it hits really close to home for someone who’s learning that there’s no black and white, that there’s always something you didn’t know about people, for someone that’s dealing with OCD (which loves order, and certainty) on a daily basis, that has opened her/his eyes to the world from a fresh point of view, for someone like me.


Magic does happen

On a previous post, I have written about my meaning of magic (a.k.a. when you make things happen, beautiful things, by your choices and your actions – that’s the really short version).

This one is about the times that magic happens as an impact of someone else’s choices and actions. And when magic happens to someone else, outside yourself and your microcosm.

So, there are times when someone else decides to make things happen and these actions have an impact on you. For example, when someone decides to get his shit together and ask you out. That blast of joy, excitement, like a confetti firework! It’s so amazing when something outside your control happens (something good or really good), when someone else makes the magic happen and it includes you!

And there are the times when great things happen to people around you! And you get excited and happy about them! Not everything has to do with you all the time, there are many people around you, part or outside your personal microcosm, and they have their stories going on, and magic happens in their stories!

Even, if magic happens outside of your shell, it’s still pretty amazing/ fucking awesome MAAAGIC (yes, I’m a huge fan of that Shia LaBeouf moment from SNL)!

It’s proof that it CAN happen!

So…. wheeeeee!