Sleepless in Seattle ~~~~~~ An imaginative fate

It's 22.22 in the middle of the night, does it imply that my decision to write a review was an idiot. Do you believe in magic? Or fate? Don't answer me, I just want to tell you, I believe. ~~Those things that happen around us every day that we don't notice at first, but at some point they come back and tell you: "Hey! Now you know what I'm trying to tell you?" You can read it in a congratulatory tone , of course sad.
Every moment, we are chasing something different, chasing, chasing, becoming life itself, just for a feeling of enriching ourselves. During a summer vacation, I lived in a small room, wanted to be a film critic, wanted to study psychology, and wanted to have more thoughts than I usually have. But complex thinking is confusing. Maybe one day, the first ray of sunshine in the morning will say to me: "God sent you new dawns one by one, but what are you doing? You think you can do everything, but you have nothing. You only have me, another new dawn."
Instead of rushing about those disappointments, it's better to sit down and watch such a movie. Let a romantic love story take away everything you don't want. Loss, emptiness, inferiority complex, fatigue. The classic of this film is that it magnifies the power of fate to a distressing degree. If Daniel's son Berwyn hadn't called the radio, the story wouldn't have existed; if Anne's friends hadn't sent letters for her. Then there will be no end. Without Jessica's help, Berwyn couldn't get to New York. Fate is stunned to pull two people from different sides of the world together. This feeling, no matter when, no matter how many times I relive it. It always makes me feel warm in my heart and warm in my hands.
Let me say these words in such a young and somewhat inferior tone. I never dared to try, to hope for those still unknown enjoyments. But this is my wealth, I have the unknown, I have the future. When I look at the world with optimistic and open eyes, all the details imply that something really good will happen. Maybe tomorrow, maybe next year or more I will meet someone who will change my life. (maybe a gril)
Maybe fate is made up out of thin air, but apart from fate, what else can explain the coincidences? If fate plays with you, maybe it's just a harbinger of good luck. If there is darkness in front of me, there is no reason for me not to believe: something will become a torch to lead me out of this troubled place.
Best wishes: to all who love this movie.

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