Damn.

As the days go by, I am becoming more and more of a romantic than I was when I started this blog to get my feelings off my back. Fnny ol' world, isn't it? Maybe it was Italy that did it. But I just find myself...not miserable. Like, it isn't what it was when I was miserably single and just using romantic-ness as an excuse. Now it is like, just day dreaming a lot more and swooning over many things unattainable and loving fictional characters (ahem Mr. Darcy ahem).

I guess the book I am reading, Me and Mr. Darcy isn't helping. And in order to explain it I would give it away, so I will not be telling what it is about.

I love Jane Austen..She is so amazing. Didn't she say once that all her characters would have everything they wanted, or something like that? It is totally true. I mean, yes they go through hard times, which makes them so real and easy to relate to. Her books are not your average love story. Instead of the knight almost being killed by a dragon, Mr. Willoughby has to marry for money, or chooses to marry for money, or whatever, I haven't finished Sense and Sensibility yet. But then in the end Marianne ends up marrying the man in love with her and the one that she loves, not the one she lusts for. Lusts. Do you lust for somebody or do you just lust?

ANYHOO! Yeah, Jane Austen definitely gives her characters all that they want. But then as she does she mixes in elements of how it would be in the real world. So my question is, does she stay consistant? In life, will we have those hard times and then come through and get what we want?