Sleepless in Seattle. ‘93 Meg Ryan, you guys. It’s uneven, but I love how the first hour or so everybody has to wrestle with dreamy wistfulness/“something’s missing” kind of feelings vs. carpe diem/“go get’em” bootstrapping.
Sleepless in Seattle. ‘93 Meg Ryan, you guys. It’s uneven, but I love how the first hour or so everybody has to wrestle with dreamy wistfulness/“something’s missing” kind of feelings vs. carpe diem/“go get’em” bootstrapping.
