500 days of summer

So I saw a really poignant movie about boy meets girl and how things don't always work out the way they should or the way we want them too. How life gets really complicated when two people try to merge their lives, especially when one person makes selfish choices. It was oddly comforting - knowing that we can plan and hope and things still fall apart. That when they do we can pick ourselves up ...... eventually. A quote that really hit me was the part where the main character's sister says to him, "I know you think she was the one, but I don't. Next time you look back, I think you should look again." I think we paint murals of daisies and sunshine when reflecting on past relationships and forget the weeds and rain clouds. Those oversights make it really hard to move on. It's also very coincidental D and I spent 500 odd days together.