Animals meaning Gus and Clementine.
We aren't running a zoo here, I swear.
I flipped open to where I had left off in the mystery I've been reading, but I just wasn't in the whole "missing woman, murderer on the loose in a small town" mood.
So instead, I grabbed the Apple TV remote and navigated to the HBO Go app.
Does anyone else consider disturbing documentaries a guilty pleasure?
Disturbing, indeed.
I started the documentary, sipping my red wine thoughtfully, and waiting to be shocked or scandalized.
Except I felt neither of those emotions.
Instead, I found myself charmed, laughing, and even crying at some parts. The documentary wasn't really about sex. It was about love and relationships. Some of the couples left me sad and depressed, but most of them made me feel happy and hopeful.
This couple was AMAZING. |
In typical Jenna-drinking-wine fashion, I was not ready for bed yet.
Usually tucked into bed and quickly heading toward dreamland at 10pm, the moment you give me a glass of wine, I am suddenly a night owl with a severe case of FOMO.
What movie would I watch next?
Since Adam was busy doing freelance work, I chose a more female-centric film that I'd had my eye on for a while. Brooklyn.
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And let's just say there is the most swoon-worthy love story on top of some epic self-actualization on Ellis' part.
Anyways.
I highly recommend both movies if you happen to come across either.
They'll make you laugh, cry, and look at life in a new and exciting way.
Exactly what excellent storytelling should do.
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