ack. my wormy little analytical brain tallied it while my mind went off to europe, south america, asia, west coast, coffee shops, flower boutiques, concerts and art shows, solo. the tally came to it being that the majority of the people i've met and thought highly of have found and or are making it a point to find a spouse or at least manage(d) to procreate. the pressure to find some one, to amount to 'something', to someday instill/ guide all the values and experiences that i was allowed to some one else...is purely self-induced. I am 21.
The only part of the movie whatever works that I liked was the last scene monologue at the new years party:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1DQXsGAI5E
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procreation is overrated.
ReplyDeleteat least, that's what i keep trying to tell myself ;)
go be a mentor or something!