so i just saw sex and the city. i loved it, cos i love the show. i couldnt fault it, i just found it few escapism. and it got me thinking about love.
i don't know what i think about love. its a funny little concept, isn't it? i totally related to carrie when big jilted her, and her whole recovery process. i just loved it.
i wanted to say something clever, or wise and philisophical, but i've got nothin'. i've forgotten all the smart things i thought of in the shower before.