Garden State

A movie came on last night I had no intention of watching all the way through. I had been folding laundry while it was on, then shifted over to cleaning my room. Then the credits were rolling and I was in bed. I'm not sure how it happened, but I can tell you its indictment of two larger things. One, that movies are absorbing enough to distract you from whatever else you've got going on. Two, that we usually don't end up doing what we originally intended doing.

The power of film is a given. I doubt I talk about it much here because it's so ingrained into my own life. I would just be preaching. Its the only medium I know of that absolves us, teaches us, throws away our troubles, and knows how to play emotions. Do that 13th century Italian fresco paintings! Giotta can't touch this.

My other point, that we never do what we intend, is a message I will hammer you with. I can't think of many people who were able to set out and do what they intended. Then, the people I do know who accomplished what they desired are driven so much that they don't bother living life. You got the job, but what do you do now?

I won't say stop and smell the roses. I never leave my goddamned apartment except to drink on Thursdays. But I try to absorb most things with a little pinache. I could probably tell you more about that bar from the one day a week I go then all the time you've ever spent in it. Am I living life? No. But I'm trying. I know a guy who's got a lust for life that's unparalleled. The kid dancing playing video games. That's goes beyond something admirable.

Reminders for class: When you walk out of your house today, take a look to the left and right on your doorstep. You might be surprised what you'll find.