Films keep encouraging me to be the silly romantic girl I've been since.. well, probably since I was born.
I must confess I could fall in love with someone because of his luggage, or better, the things inside it :)
I totally see myself in a situation like this, it would be very typical of me actually.
Specially if I found one or two of my favorite books inside it. And if we could meet in Paris.
I would create funny ways to introduce him to my life.
No problem traveling across the ocean just to have another try either..
But now let's try to fall sleep imaging all this. And thank you, movie industry, for reinforcing my disturbs of behavior.
