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Excess within control

Been sitting here today thinking about...well basically Twilight and all things associated with it. I did find a website that lists all of the places where filmed. Since I'm going to be in the Portland area the weekend of July 4th...I figured I would go on a photo safari.

While doing some prerusing of the internet...for some reason the movie "Somewhere in Time" popped into my head. In my opinion THE most romantic movie ever put on film. Jane Seymour and Christopher Reeve had the epitome of on screen chemistry. While looking at a site that is dedicated to the movie I found some quotes....one of them being my title. Excess within control. That brings me back to "Twilight". It would be so easy to get carried away with the story. I need to keep it under control without going completely fanatical about it.

Twilight and Somewhere in Time have almost the same premise. One person is willing to give up everything that they have for the person they love. There are so many different levels and topics of conversation I could go with this. I'm just going to keep it simple. A man and woman fall in love and they will do anything they can to be with that person. We all know I have my opinions on love and relationships. I don't want to tarnish either of these two stories with my cynicism. I do have to say though...both movies give me hope. Somewhere in Time has two beautiful people who fall in love. Twilight has one frighteningly gorgeous man who falls hopelessly in love with a plain jane type of girl. I know they are stories but these stories are written by real people. People who, I assume, have felt all of the emotions that their characters feel. Do I believe I will fall in love someday? I have to honestly say that I don't know. I would like to have the hope that I will. Should it not happen for me...I have my love stories on film to give me that warm, loved feeling.

Excess within control, Tracey.

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