and Words
I am unwritten
Can′t read my mind, I’m undefined
I′m just beginning
The pen’s in my hand, ending: unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you, open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find
Reaching for something in the distance, so close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.
On a lazy weekend evening, we settle at home to watch a film. We hadn’t yet decided on our selection, but we looked for something that would entertain us for the evening. After looking at some trailers, we settled on the movie Anyone But You. It seemed like a fun, light-hearted romantic comedy. The movie didn’t disappoint; it was precisely what we needed that night.
Upon seeing the credits, I was delighted to find that Sydney Sweeney, the actress who played the lead, got top billing over her love interest, played by Glen Powell. Both characters were likeable and flawed. It’s refreshing to have finally escaped the misogynistic double standard about promiscuity from my youth. Naturally, you can predict that the two of them will end up together. Though, as with most romantic comedies, it’s not about the destination; it’s about the journey.