Nancy Meyers is my best friend

or at least, she should be.

based solely on the dialogue below, from the movie "The Holiday", which Nancy wrote, i need to meet Mrs. Meyers so that i can kiss her on the lips.

this is a short little monologue by Iris, played by Kate Winslet, and to me, it captures most of every detail that i ever felt while i was married:

I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places that you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends, you still go to bed every night, going over every detail, and wonder what you did wrong, or how you could've misunderstood. and how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy? you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light....and after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new, and you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again, and little pieces of your soul will finally come back, and all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.


gah. Nancy.

seriously.

hits me in the gut.

if you haven't seen this movie, then please, do yourself a favor, escape reality just for a little bit, and RENT IT or BUY IT.