I'm sitting in the hotel bed, trying to find some motivation to get my ass up and get on a treadmill. I'm failing. I'm just sitting here, watching a Haven marathon on SyFy. Cause I"m sad and sorry. And I am loving this. Love this show. Love the fact that there is one person for another, and you can tell because you can only feel that other person's touch. Of course, the show has progressed since then. And it doesn't mean that those two are fated. In fact, they go to lengths to show that other people can be affected by lack of touch or troubles.
Of course, everyone on the show is gorgeous, but the thought kind of gives me hope. It is completely romanticized, but ... it makes me feel happy. I should be walking the treadmill. Or doing situps.
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