Man Up

Do you believe in coincidence or faith?
I was watching some movies on Netflix, and in 3 of them, the main character was a writer, journalist and a junior editor.
What does this mean?
Is it a sign of encouragement to continue with my writing even though I'm like the world's laziest person right now?
The first movie, "Man Up", was awesome. There was Simon Pegg, whom I love. I go weak in the knees over that British accent. The heroine was some lady who I didn't know, but she did a great job. She was the journalist, who was going through a heartbreak for more than 5 years. Simon was a 40 year old guy going through a divorce. There was a sentence that shot straight through my heart, but now I can't really remember it. It was something like you are a broken puzzle, so you need to find the missing pieces, starting with the blues one around the edges and slowly work your way through it. Anyway, I just think it was a great movie. God knows i don't get any good movies anymore. Nowadays, it's either sex or alcohol, which is really not my thing. I love a good story. Something meaningful.

I couldn't finish the next movie as I lost interest about halfway through.The main actor was a struggling writer. He wrote a number of books, but there were not his own. The plot of these books were already preplanned or it was a movie before and he just needed to put them into words. I thought the book usually comes before the movie. That's where moviemakers get their ideas from. I didn't know that it could be the other way round as well. If I have the time, I will finish it and maybe write about it. Or not.

The last movie is sort of still in process as I stopped and on my laptop to write this. Although I don't know whether I will continue it as the storyline is kinda 50/50 for me. The female lead is a junior editor, stuck in a company where she has to pick up other people's crap, which actually relates to the real world. If you are not rich or famous, not sociable, not handsome or beautiful, you are just like a speck of dust. Invisible. You just like dirt on the ground. Unnoticeable. That is what I'm feeling right now. It's like the past 5 years was a waste of time working in hotels and restaurants. In the end, I'm still just a lowly waitress. I don't know how to kiss people's ass. I don't know how to fake it. I just want to be myself. But being myself isn't good enough.