It's Been a Movie Day

And I’m in the middle of a marathon of romantic comedies, waiting for the moment where he arrives at her door from out in the rain to tell her that he’s sorry, and prom was a huge disaster, or that the makeover was just a bet, or that other girl meant nothing, and now realizes they belong together and the strings swell as they kiss and some song, (by Vanessa Carlton, Norah Jones, or The Fray), that you heard in the trailer plays to let you know everything worked out.

It’s like overdosing on ultra-sweet confections that you know will ultimately make you feel like throwing up, but you’ll take anything when you need a sugar fix.