What Do You Do When All Your Dreams Have Come True?
by Liv | Published on August 17th, 2009, 8:42 am | Life
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Happy endings. They're great in the movies aren't they? When the writer ties up all the of the plot, and relationships are mended, and the story ends happily ever after. I was reminded by this concept last night while watching Coyote Ugly on CMT. (CMT the official tv channel of NC, WV, KY, SC... Yee Haw!)
I'm not lost. Somebody just moved my street.
For the uninitiated, Coyote Ugly is about a Jersey Girl trying to make a life as a singer, who momentarily finds herself working for a bar called Coyote Ugly where she basically dances and pours water over herself. Her dad comes in and says he's "Ashamed" of her, he gets into a car accident and all seems lost as 'Violet' moves out of her apartment, finds her boyfriend cheating, and decides to move back home and give up her music career. But that's not how the movie ends. By the end of it, she reconciles with her father who has an epiphany, gets a music career and everyone lives happily ever after with Lee Ann Rimes on a bar top.
Is this a church meeting or is this a bar? Make some noise!
Now what sounds like a wet dream for someone who runs a moonshine still in Alamance County, is really a good movie... (one of my favorites) but I ponder the bigger picture. While I've had my share of "happy endings", I'm wondering does the big one still exist?
This is where you respond "You make your own happy endings, Liv".
And I say... "Stop with the one liners of Sir Wisdomo".
I mean. I'm 32 and I have no clue how this life is going to end. Am I going to die homeless and lonely living under a tree at the end of this? Do I reconcile with family members and have a music career. (probably not as you don't want to hear me sing) I mean, don't get me wrong, I can take lemons and make lemonade like the rest of us but the evidence of the first 32 years of my life lead me to believe, most people die with regrets, unfulfilled dreams, and at least a couple of relationships where people remained "ashamed" of them. Epiphanies are hard to come by these days.
Okay, I've never had anyone stare at my ass for half an hour, so I'm gonna say goodnight, and I'm hoping you're gonna say it back.
Is it false hope? I guess the only consolation is that I don't know the outcome already. Sort of like the lotto. I mean, I have and idea... just like the lotto... (where I generally know I'm going to lose)... but yet it doesn't stop me from hoping, from trying, from wanting that happy ending. I don't think I'm ready to give up on my happy ending.
So Tell me what do you do when you realize all youre dreams have come true?
WWJBD