The fear

There are times when I don't ask questions for fear of not wanting to know. I don't think that sounds weird at all. And it's not limited to questions. Like if you have access to something private. Like the email account of someone. Or perhaps a blog. Some people say that there's no such thing as too much information. I say there is. I've always believed in this and imagine my surprise when I watched a rather sappy movie about a woman who owns a flower shop and catered to a wedding reception. The couple were in love. At least that's how I saw it. Well, jumpin' to main course, the flower woman was a lesbian. The bride was stirred with questions about her own sexuality when the two women met. The part that struck me was the part where the husband started to get a whiff of her wife's dilemma. Now, I should tell you all, the husband is a GOOD guy. I mean, a really good guy. He turned to his best man for comfort or whatever leaving him drunk and lying on the couch. The wife decided to be honest and told everything, without mentioning any names, to his husband who we see is sleeping. But he's not. He did that so they won't get into anything that will leave his new wife upset. Told you he's good. In fear of losing his marriage, the husband tried everything he can to turn his wife back to the point of getting flowers from the flower woman who, at that exact moment was in heavy petting with his wife. (gasp!) The flower woman felt sorry for the husband and suggested that he should ASK his wife about it. The husband calmly replied "I can't do that. I'm too afraid of what I'll know."

The title of that movie is Imagine Me and You. It starred Piper Perabo, Lena Headey and Matthew Goode.

My love life, past and present, is mirrored towards that movie. I just wish I can be as good as Matthew.