I watched the movie Elizabethtown yesterday for the 4,587th time.
I fell in love again. I’m not sure why that movie captures my heart every time I watch it, but I guess it’s an inexplicable sort of magic.
Elizabethtown isn’t everyone’s cup of tea. I know people who hate it. But I submit that they hate it mostly because they were expecting something else. Expectations definitely ruin movies. Please, I beg you, go into every movie you watch with an open mind, your only expectation being to learn something, and pay attention. It’s the best, because then you learn something from every movie, whether you feel like you enjoyed it or not. And most of the time, if you’re lost, pay attention better.
That aside…Elizabethtown was released in 2005. I was…13, young, impressionable. 🙂 But really. It affected me. I watched it over and over again. I watched it during high school and found out it was more than a story – it was a relatable truth.
It’s hard for me to explain why I like movies, and it’s hard for me to make recommendations, because I like them from a deep place where explanations don’t really matter. And I know you’re going to color your movie-viewing with your own opinion, no matter what I recommend. And I always avoid recommending things too highly, because people seem to turn off when they think you’re too excited. People don’t tend to take my recommendations seriously, anyway. On many occasions, I recommend, people thank but don’t do, and as soon as someone else recommends the same thing, they’re suddenly into it. Oh, well.
It was a good way to cap my Spring Break. I’ve been feeling like the future is just in my way. It’s in the way of my experiencing life right now, and I want it to go away. A little nostalgia broke that up a bit, so I’m grateful.
It was a good break. Went to Nashville and felt bombarded and overwhelmed and encouraged and excited and afraid and everything else. Grateful for the trip and for everything we learned about the place, the people I got to travel with, the people we met and saw and stayed with, the music that lives there, the idea of future trips.
Nick & Will at Fido. (BREAKFAST YUMS) We stayed with Will, who recently moved to Nashville.
Tuesday night during dinner, we found out that Dave Barnes, Steve Moakler, Andrew Ripp, and Ben Rector were playing in mere hours (or less) at a nearby venue. AND WE RAN THERE OF COURSE.
Probably the best part was getting to be with this guy.
And then we came home.
Where I sat ouside in a dress with wet hair and was warm. This is exceptional news, because SPRING.