Why I’m Still Furiously in Love, 15 Years Later

When The Fast and the Furious opened almost fifteen years ago — back in the summer of 2001 — I was sort of aimlessly drifting through life.

New York was kicking my ass and I was still reeling from the untimely death of my grandmother.

Depression had set in and I was angry and bitter that as a 28-year-old girl with a lot of soul and talent — I was being…