eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.
once we're dead ... our only chances of immortality are living through memories... in dreams... of those who loved us. paperwork and old photographs lingering around through time. stories.
it makes me sad, but the realization of wanting to keep every memory possible dawned on me at the end of the film. i want to keep them. everything. every one of them. regardless of how much i shun them at times, and wish them away.
which is why i spent all my evening reading through old emails and reminiscing. going through photographs. it was beautiful. i arranged a soundtrack of the most memorable songs we shared, and as it played the images and the emails consumed my entire evening.
i realized i need the pain...
people have to accept each other's flaws ... instead of denying them and somehow thinking that they'll go away.
it makes me sad, but the realization of wanting to keep every memory possible dawned on me at the end of the film. i want to keep them. everything. every one of them. regardless of how much i shun them at times, and wish them away.
which is why i spent all my evening reading through old emails and reminiscing. going through photographs. it was beautiful. i arranged a soundtrack of the most memorable songs we shared, and as it played the images and the emails consumed my entire evening.
i realized i need the pain...
people have to accept each other's flaws ... instead of denying them and somehow thinking that they'll go away.