These two series are just like some of my favorite books that I can read over and over. I guess sometimes you just see yourselves in one of the characters and you're taken into a world so different from yours - and yet you feel connected to that world because that character is living that life for you... am I sounding like a total neurotic person now? (Haha!)
A few years ago, I was first introduced to "Sex and the City" by my cousin, Pong. At first I totally was able to relate to Charlotte because she was the most naive, most reserved in their group of girlfriends. And in a way, I still do still hear myself in some of Charlotte's dialogues, but I'm slowly realizing that there is a little Carrie Bradshaw in me: She calls herself a sexual anthropologist, who writes a column called "Sex and the City" for the New York Star. No, I am not a sexual anthropologist... and no, I don't get paid with my blogging on "Audrey's Mommy Corner," but writing is just something that we have in common. Carrie asks questions about sex and dating and writes about her findings in her column... I ask questions about parenting and motherhood, and I blog about my spiritual epiphanies! :)
And then there's "Dawson's Creek's" Joey Potter, with whom I've always felt a connection - she's like the other side of me. I'm totally crazy and loud... but I have the other side: the reader-writer-dreamer-philosopher-over-analyzing-hopeless romantic-idealist in me...
*Sigh* TV series... I applaud the writers, really! How did I get so hooked in the first place?
