I want to be Monica Geller, living the perfectly imperfect life in this impossible world. Really, who wouldn't want to be one of those people in 'Friends'? Except for Gunther, don't all the others make you wish they were real, living people you could actually be friends with? Or rather, that you could actually be living their lives, I bet!
I really envy Monica, with her falling in love with one of her best friends, the closeness she shares with Chandler, the appreciation and constant shock he feels that Monica loves HIM, having her passion as her career choice, childhood friend her room-mate, the independence she fiercely guards, her vigour, her easy acceptance amongst everybody... I am jealous of the very essence of Monica's life!
Sure, her life was never easy; her mum's intense criticism of every tiny facet of her, the new job issues that worried her, the crushing break-ups, the stiffling inability to conceive... I don't think any other character in the series has faced such real issues and yet, it is the fullness with which Monica stood up to these crises and moved on in her life, not being a cling, and yet managing to hold on to the threads which form her make me wish I could be her...
I want to experience a fulfilling relationship. I want to have a Chandler in my life; someone who's always there and for whom, I can be always there. Someone for whom I would want to be there... I want my career to be as challenging as her's. I want to face the issues and conquer them, so that I can savour the victory, learn to better myself... I want a closely knit group of people my age, who understand me, to be with me. To be alone at home, and yet know that I am not alone, because there are people who care just a call away...
I want to be Monica, and yet not lose the essence of my own life. Have you ever read such an outrageously crazy plead before?
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