Monday, February 18, 2008

On Happy Endings...

No, not that kind of happy ending! Get your mind out of the gutter... sheeze!

So last night I had not one, but two different sets of plans fall through, the end result of which being my spending the evening home alone on my couch with half a bottle of wine and some Netflix movies to keep me company.

Needless to say, I was feeling a bit crabby.

I felt myself falling into a funk, as often happens when I am bored, and as such I decided to watch "The Pursuit of Happyness." I figured that a heartwarming movie with an old-fashioned feel-good ending was just what the doctor ordered.

Then, about halfway through the movie, as I watch the protagonist deal with what seemed like a never-ending run of bad luck, I started to panic.

Oh my god... what if this movie ends badly?

My brain started manufacturing false half-memories of my grandmother having seen the film and saying "and then after all that, he doesn't get the job!" Did that really happen? Or am I making it up? And holy shit if I go through this level of emotional battery and don't get my happy ending I am really gonna be a in a bad mood....!!!

Yikes.

Fortunately, that was not the case. I got my Hollywood-style happy ending and went to bed slightly drunk with a nice warm, fuzzy feeling that wasn't only the work of the wine.

But it got me thinking.

About real happy endings.

Because deep down, under all the cynicism and sarcasm and jadedness, underneath the thick-skinned exterior, way down under all of the artifice of this modern life... I genuinely believe in happy endings.

I know that somehow, someday, mine is going to arrive.

Which is possibly why I am meeting my smokin' hot ex for drinks tomorrow. No, wait, that's the other kind of happy ending.

Then again, there is no expiration date on happy endings. So while I'm waiting for one, is there really any harm in enjoying the other?

I think not.

6 comments:

distractedspunk said...

I love you, and I'm glad that you're not letting things sadden you. I remember a few years ago, I watched a series of movies with my housemate and his girlfriend, and she complained because most of the movies had no endings, or not happy ones. So we got a movie called "Happy Endings."

Check that out if you get a chance. She loved it.

cdp said...

I think not too. Go on with it.

And deep down inside somewhere, I still believe in them too. The catch for me is believing that there's one for me. I believe in the concept, I believe in the hope, but the fear for me is the happy ending being real, but not for all of us, and I'm the one that gets left out.

ok wow, emo. sorry bout that.

Hope said...

I want to believe in happy endings. So much.

But yea, until that happy ending? No problem in enjoying the other.

xx

Jess said...

Even though that movie turned out well and all, I was still traumatized by the scene where the kid loses his toy trying to make the bus. It makes me sad just to think about it.

Deutlich said...

I like to pretend I don't believe in happy endings, but in all reality - I truly do. Hardcore. And I won't let go of my shiny inner-self... despite the wall that seems to have surrounded it.

OC said...

I still believe in happy endings too. I believe that if you're a good person, you will be rewarded. Cheesey? Cliche? Maybe... but I believe it.

You'll get your happy ending. Both kinds :)