So I do the same when I light a cigarette.
There are many fragments of life that are similar in movies. So I was thinking, if in 16 years I lost you, or you lost me. Will we be the same as in the movie.
The fear that flows through these clips seems to be far worse than the sadness I feel. Because you and I are afraid of losing, but many things only realize their loss after they are really lost. Maybe I will also say that if I can lie down with you, it doesn't matter if I die tomorrow. Maybe I will also find out how so-called I am after I really die. Thinking about it this way, I began to worry that I might actually die tomorrow.
No one can really be so lucky to get everything they want and keep them lasting. A lonely woman can't get her former lover, and a living man can't keep her partner's young life. In the end, she sees life, puts away everything, and gives up suicide, but she still can't keep her time.
If you can't even keep your own life, how can you keep hope? How can I be unafraid in the face of irresistible surprises?
We are dolls led by fate.
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